“We’ll be nice,” Lex says sweetly. Too sweetly. “We’re the nicest.” Callie’s tone suggests otherwise. She sounds like the Big Bad Wolf telling Red that his big eyes are better to see you with, my dear. I snort. “You know this is not making me feel any better about coming in there.” The deadbolt pulls back. I take another step away from the door, the instinct to run strong.
