step to his right. Quick as a cat, he reaches for me, but I twist away before he gets a grip. His eyebrows lift, and the corner of his mouth twitches. “I haven’t seen you around before. Are you new?” “I’m leaving.” I turn, but the boy is beside me in two steps. “Do you know who I am?” “No.” “I’m Selwyn Kane.” His gaze sends tiny, invisible sparks of electricity dancing across my cheek. I flinch and throw my hand up between us like a shield.
