‘Is anyone in danger?’ I guessed, more and more befuddled. ‘If people are dying, just tell me and I—’ ‘No danger!’ he interrupted, waving that notion aside with an exasperated snort. ‘But if danger is going to make you move faster, I'm more than happy to hold Fury against a couple of throats, Nosebreaker. Whatever works for you.’ Good gods. ‘Oh, fine,’ I muttered, rising from my chair to grab his wrist. ‘But it better be very damn urgent. And —’ We were already fading.
