For a second, he didn’t react. Then he laid the iPad down on the tabletop and fastened me with a stare that made me feel like a virulent bacillus he was examining under a microscope. “Ms. Monroe, for someone who claims to have rejected her association with this djinn and wants only to be a member of this community, you don’t seem to be very cooperative.”
Shit. s**t. Thinking frantically, I said, “Sorry. I just figured you’d know Jasreel was being warned because the other djinn had found out about that — that box of yours. The one that controls them.”
“It doesn’t control them,” Odekirk corrected me. Then he seemed to stop himself. “Precisely how it works is neither here nor there. When the other djinn came to your home, how did he appear?”
“I don’t know how he got there. He was already i
