“So Blythe keeps saying, but if she spent half the energy she’s wasting on this raid on following a useful lead, our investigation would’ve been over yesterday.” “A useful lead like what?” I jerked my thumb over my shoulder, indicating the briefcase on the backseat, sitting beside my backpack. “We could focus on the luminamage’s briefcase, which he wants back very badly. Or—and this is crazy, I know—we could focus on the victims. You know, the boy named Daniel who’s been in that lunatic’s care for almost forty-eight hours.” Her scowl deepened at my sarcasm. “What do you want me to do, Kit?
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Chickie you're the senior here.
