C16 Chapter 16

I swallow the last of my lobster roll awkwardly, licking my lips of crumbs while I think of a response. “Um... what?”

Way to wow them with your articulateness, Bernie.

Erzsébet sighs, and with a wave of her wand and a spoken word, creates a luxuriously overstuffed loveseat made of indigo velvet that she sinks into. “I’ve had my suspicions about him for some time now