“Must be why you kept at it for a whole week,” sneered Balthazar. “To earn the big statue you have to stick your neck out.” Vigga stuck her face between theirs. “It’d be easier on everyone if you two just fucked.” “Ugh,” said Balthazar, curling a disgusted lip. “Or one o’ you murdered the other.” “Hmm,” said Baptiste, raising a thoughtful brow.
