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“Why didn’t you tell me you’d encountered V’lane, Ms. Lane?” he said silkily. I jerked. “How did you know?” “V’lane told me.” “How do you know V’lane?” I demanded indignantly. “I know everything, Ms. Lane,”
“We all have our … gifts, Ms. Lane. You are a Null. I am … other things. What I am not—is your enemy. Nor am I in league with the Shades. You’re just going to have to trust me on that.”
“I don’t know why you ask, anyway. I could lie to you a million ways to Sunday. Look at my actions. Who saved your life?” “Yeah, well, OOP-detectors don’t work so hot dead, do they?” I pointed out. “I managed just fine before you came along, Ms. Lane, and would have continued swimmingly without you. Yes, you can find OOPs, but frankly, my life was a great deal less complicated before you barreled into my bookstore.” He sighed. “Bloody hell, I miss those days.”
“What?” I said. “Am I missing something? Are you saying I shouldn’t go after him?” “Oh, we should definitely go after him,” Barrons said. “Note the ‘we’ in that sentence, Ms. Lane. Head off one more time by yourself after something big and bad, and I’ll hurt you worse than the monsters do.
“It w-was here,” I finally managed, gesturing with my good arm toward the edge of the roof. “Somewhere d-down there. I think it was in a c-car. It was moving fast. It’s g-gone now.” “What was here? What’s gone?” With a last violent shiver, I got my chattering under control. “What do you think, Barrons?” I said. “The Sinsar Dubh.”
“Are there more sidhe-seers out there, Barrons?” I asked. “Besides us?” He nodded. “Good. Because we’re going to need them.” A war was coming. I could feel it in my bones. A war to end all wars. And Mankind didn’t even know it.
