C27 TWENTY SEVEN

To Mourn A Mischief

SAM

To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.

— William Shakespeare, Othello

ROSE PACED THE stone room, her hands fluttering before her as she glanced at the door. "Derek should be back by now. He wouldn't stay away this long, no matter how mad he was."

Talon sat in a meditative pose in the corner