The Empty Grave (Lockwood & Co., #5)

by Jonathan Stroud

“I know what you did for me.” My mouth tightened. “Swung down on a bloody trapeze was what I did, Lockwood.” “I know.” “I hate heights.” “I know that.” “I hate trapezes.” “Yes.” “Don’t ever make me have to do something so ridiculous and dangerous again.” “Lucy, I won’t. I promise.” He offered me a sidelong grin. “But listen—you were amazing. Holly told me. Kipps, too—he saw the part from when you landed on the crash pad.” “Oh, he didn’t see that bit, did he? God.” “You saved my life.” “Yes, I did.” “Thank you.”