Seraphina:
“I hear you’re looking for me,” a deep and distorted voice whispers in my ear like nails on a chalkboard. The inhuman sound sends chills down my spine. I close my eyes tighter, praying that the noise is just my imagination. I just want to go back to daydreaming about Mariel and…
Never mind.
Snap out of it, Seraphina.
This could be it. The Jinn. After weeks of hunting, tracking, even interrogating humans, Raphael and I landed here in Iran. But they keep slipping through our fingers every time we get close. Now, it seems like one has finally crept out of the shadows to speak to me.
Why aren’t I relieved?
“What’s the matter, dearie?” The voice hisses, sending a fresh wave of shivers through my body. “I thought you wanted to see me?”
I realize that my eyes are still shut.
