“I have a meeting to attend with all the Infernal leaders in Dublin,” he said. “It’s nothing more than posturing and inane jabs back and forth but—” “Can I come?” He blinked at her. “You… want to be there?” “You just told me the rest of those fuckers think you’re a parasite on two legs,” Ivy said between sips of water. “I’d like to look them in the eye and tell them just what I think of them.” “Ivy—” “I’m joking. Mostly.” She took another gulp.
