“Damn. I was hoping it happened while I was unconscious. How I am supposed to get all of this done and a Lunar Crossing?” “Probably shouldn’t get blown up again today,” Izzy said. “Or your list will be even longer tomorrow,” the imp with the gold waistcoat added. “Excellent advice. I shall—” Lorn stopped as a torturous growl filled the room. He stared down at his midsection in shock. “Was that my stomach?”
