“I’m going to kill her.” His eyes widened. “You found a way to kill the Carlin?” I shook my head. “Not the Carlin, though I’m still going to kill her. I meant the Brid.” Nua and Gillie stared at me in shocked silence, the latter thumping down his mug on the table and splashing tea over his hand. Neither of them spoke for a long time.
