month passed with no demons, no talk of revolution, and no
stupidity from Donovan. Yuki proved to be surprisingly capable
with most things related to running the school, with Molly
filling in on everything else such as dealing with the
occasional cry of dissent. Things were about as peaceful as they
came at L. B. Gould. Molly and Kathryn were still generally
miserable and Troy didn't seem to notice. They would have all
been lulled into a feeling of security- that perhaps things were
finally going to be quiet from now on. But they had experienced
that before and knew better.
first interruption came not from demons or Donovan, but from the
MST. Central Academy called for a week-long emergency session
for selected units, anybody jonesing for extra credit or
students who had a coinciding spring break that couldn't manage
to trip to Florida. L. B. Gould High School's scheduled spring
break did not coincide with the session. At least it wasn't
until Yuki introduced a calendar change, inventing a religious
holiday to justify it.
several of the students, but not many. Molly had done the same
thing two years ago and most of the juniors and seniors knew
better than to trust the posted academic schedule. Yuki dealt
with the underclassmen on a case-by-case basis.
family and I were planning a trip to New Hampshire that week to
see my grandmother. It's the only time my Dad can get off work.
I don't get to see her that often and granny's getting up there
in years so...” The sophomore boy fell to his knees. “Please,
smiled. “Go ahead, take your vacation! That's more important
than school, right?”
didn't say that.”
okay, I'll cover for you. When you come back, it'll really be
spring break and you can catch up on everything you missed in
thanks, you're the best, Yuki!”
welcome, but call me President Yuki,” she chirped.
again, when the fateful day arrived, the unit waited outside
Molly's house with their luggage. At least this time, the
weather was bearable.
know, I was hoping to have a fun spring break for once,” Kathryn
said. “What the hell's the point in only going for a week?”
Molly explained it to me, they had some sort of policy or rules
change that undoes something we learned before,” Renee
explained. “They don't have time to go over it in July, so
they're re-training us now so we're prepared.”
wonder if it has something to do with what happened to us?” Troy
that would make too much sense,” Kathryn replied.
comes Molly!” Yuki said, pointing down the street at the
beamed all their luggage to Indiana as they all got in. Renee,
still leery of the baggage transport, threw her items in the
back seat and had an epiphany.
Molly...” she asked, half-tempted to take her bags out of the
van then and there. “...isn't this Claude's van?”
it's Claude's parents, but that's the general idea,” Molly
replied. Yuki, occupying the front seat, leered at Molly.
shrugged. “It's not like he's using it anymore. No doubt he's
long gone, and this was left in his garage with the keys inside.
safe?” Yuki asked.
used it before with no incident. And Claude has always been a
wasn't certain. “But we know now. How do we know he didn't
booby-trap it or something?”
sigh, Molly popped open the hood and turned to Troy. “Well...
let's have our resident Motor Club member take a look at it.”
doesn't even have a Motor Club anymore,” Troy grumbled, getting
out of the car.
were delayed for fifteen minutes while Troy checked the car's
interior for signs of sabotage. He found nothing but an empty
reservoir of wiper fluid. Satisfied, Molly insisted they get
moving, despite Troy's face being covered in grease and oil.
on a brave face and rode along quietly, but the smell got to the
on, Molly, let's stop somewhere so he can wash up!” Yuki
it smells like a race track in here,” Renee concurred.
shook her head. “We're already behind thanks to your paranoia.
We can't afford to make another stop.”
added emphasis. Although Yuki was afraid that a wheel had fallen
off, it was just a large bug colliding with the windshield.
Molly used the wipers to scrape it off, but the lack of fluid
smeared her side of the glass. Unable to see, Molly finally gave
in and pulled into a gas station.
ran in, Molly shouted, “Make sure to buy some wiper fluid while
you're in there!”
Kathryn cleaned the windshield, Molly leaned back, sulked and
checked her watch. The Caravan wasn't a fast vehicle; at this
rate, all the food in the dining hall would be gone before they
imagined Claude could be this brilliant,” Donovan said,
impressed. “The subtlety of his sabotage astounds me!”
time they pulled into Central, everyone in the vehicle (save
Donovan, perhaps), conceded that Claude had not attempted to
disrupt their trip to the academy: the van was just a piece of
crap. It seemed that every drive was progressively worse. This
time, the seat springs poked through the upholstery, stabbing
everybody sitting in back repeatedly.
Claude's really gone, can we blow this thing up after we
graduate?” asked Yuki.
don't blow it up before,” Molly replied.
they arrived mostly in one piece and reached the gate at the
military base. Molly flashed an ID badge at the guard and drove
forward, slamming on the brakes when the gate didn't open.
about the other four?” the guard asked. After peeking into the
van, he said, “Make that five.”
furrowed her eyebrows. Normally the guards barely looked at her
badge, let alone the rest of her unit. “Excuse me,” she said,
unbuckling her seat belt and turning her back to the guard.
when did we have badges?” Kathryn asked.
always. You've never needed them before.” Making sure the guard
couldn't see her, she cast a spell to levitate the contents of
her bag. Within the stacks of paperwork were five more badges.
She took those and restored everything.
guard inspected all five badges, matching them up to the faces
in the Caraven. Satisfied, he returned them and raised the gate.
was weird,” Renee said as they passed. “I don't remember them
paying attention before.”
asked for mine before, but I've never seen them check all of our
badges,” Molly replied.
reached the parking lot and their room in one piece. As it
wasn't a full session, Hall D was quieter than it was during a
normal term. Still, it was an improvement over the dead silence
they had experienced during their stays out of season. There
were other students present, but they didn't have to wait for
the elevator or deal with too many drunks running through the
say we get some food and hit up Reggie's,” said Kathryn. “If
we're going to be stuck here over spring break, we might as well
treat this like spring break.”
nodded, exuberant. “You know I'm up for that!”
the dining hall's open and we don't have to rely on Giles now.”
Molly answered. “I'd like to get some dinner as well. We may
learn something about why we're here.”
you mean?” Renee was confused. “I thought you said there was a
policy change and we're here to un-learn some stuff.”
“Exactly. It's only been two years since they did this last
time. Why are they changing things already?”
we find out in the cafeteria?”
Whispers. People may know things.” Molly turned to Yuki. “Care
to brew an eavesdropping potion before we go?”
did, but it didn't get them very far. If there was anything
going on behind the scenes, the students in the dining hall
weren't aware of it either. Drowning in all the banal
conversations about wasted spring breaks and plans to reconcile
in the FUP, Molly tried to tune them out and wished the potion
would wear off.
wonder why some kids are here and not others,” Troy said. The
rest of the unit, sans Donovan, were watching Molly in
covered her ears in pain, but it was a good question. She
scanned the room for familiar faces, but it didn't tell her
much. “It's mostly guardians here. That's typical for spring
sessions. Not as many full units. A lot of guardians get the
information on their own and pass it on themselves.”
didn't we do that?” Kathryn asked. “I could have been in Florida
“According to the official alibi, you are,” Molly replied. “But
Marlowe specifically asked for all of us.”
might be the mystery.” Molly sighed. She tried to concentrate on
the rest of the room again. “What the hell is going on here?”
didn't you just ask me?” Suddenly, Giles was standing right next
to her. Molly almost jumped and again clutched her ears and
the hell did you come from?!” Molly cried.
salad bar,” replied Meg. She and Giles sat down next to Molly.
Morgan, who looked at the salad and gagged. “But yeah, you
should know that Giles knows everything going on around here.
He's as anal as you are.”
returned the glare. Unfortunately, Maple had taken over
as Morgan hated salad. She took the glare head on, fell
over and started crying.
sorry! I'm sorry! Whatever I did, I didn't mean to!” she sobbed.
tried to comfort her, while talking to Molly. “But, uh, yeah...
we didn't hear anything about a spring session until a couple
weeks ago. They definitely threw it together at the last
because of what happened to us?” Troy asked.
It might also have to do with the break-ins at the library.”
paused. This was new information. Given how significant the
potential implications were, it shouldn't have been.
up, Maple's tears immediately ceasing. “Don't call them
break-ins, Giles.” She dried her eyes and turned to Molly, who
stared back, not fathoming the instantaneous mood swing. “But
you know how there's some pretty heavy stuff in the stacks at
the library. Apparently, somebody... or somebodies... have been
pulling up a lot of information on something really sensitive. I
don't know what it is, but whatever combination of material
that's being called up has the MST scared.”
even were suspicious of us,” Giles said.
nodded. “Yeah. We get pretty bored when Giles is at work, so we
spend a lot of time at the library. A couple weeks ago, Marlowe
dropped by and asked us a lot of questions about what we were
didn't want students looking certain things up, why would they
make it available?” Renee asked.
the thing,” Giles said. “There's nothing here that a normal
student could really use to raise hell. If they did, the MST
would stop them soon enough.”
demon faction acting far enough from prying eyes could pose a
threat if they think of something and learn how to do it,” Meg
whatever was being researched must have the MST worried,” Giles
assume the factions can't get on campus,” Renee said.
right, but students can.” Giles looked around at the students
present in the cafeteria.
scoffed. “Are you suggesting that everybody brought in this week
is a suspect? It's mostly guardians.”
raised his eyebrows. “Oh, that's just a cover to make it look
like a normal addendum session.”
nodded. “Every full unit in this room has one thing in common:
they were all on campus at some point since the last term.”
to my job, I know who's here and why during the breaks.” Giles
pointed at one unit. “Those guys are from Hall H. They were here
to start a field assignment, but it was aborted right before
they were about to leave. Ended up stuck here for a week. They
were pissed.” And another. “That group's college was shut down
for a week because of a nasty flu outbreak. Rather than go home,
they came here for some extra practice.” He turned back to
Molly. “And so on.”
were here because the Hageshoni and Urayoni attacked us,” Troy
said. Giles nodded.
you're saying they think we're possible suspects?” Kathryn
shrugged. “I think that's what it boils down to. It's nothing
personal. They just figure you had the opportunity. They're not
saying you had a motive or anything, and I hope you're not
cavorting around with any demons.”
chuckled, then looked around the table. “Hey... where's
morning, Donovan emerged from his room at ten o'clock. He sat
down at the table in the common area and ordered Blaine to
prepare breakfast, then stared straight forward and did nothing.
was on him immediately, sitting down directly in front of
Donovan before he could blink. Not that he did anyway.
“Donovan, while you were here last time, what did you do to kill
time?” Her tone was harshly inquisitive.
I could kill time,” Donovan replied. “It has proven impervious
to my attempts, and continues to thwart my plans.”
ever do any research at the library?”
not enter the library much. I was far too busy conspiring to
rebel against the school and recover the tome.”
frowned. That answer somehow seemed palatable. “And after we got
rebellion was successful and the tome recovered. What need do I
have for further plotting?” He huffed. “Other than my usual
plans for conquest.”
couldn't believe she was going there, but she asked, “And did
your other plans for conquest involve the library?”
how do you-”
interrupted. “Donovan, how do you want your eggs today?”
glowered at his minion. “Sunny side up.”
did you do any illicit research at the library last time you
were here?” Molly asked, still staring at Donovan.
yeah, probably,” Blaine replied, focusing primarily on the eggs.
for Molly. She fired off her trigger and pulled Donovan's seat
from under him. Then she walked around the table, grabbed his
collar and teleported them to the library. Blaine was left
tending to the eggs, which he continued to do even without
entered the building, Molly instructed, “Now tell me everything
you asked them to look up and everything they found for you.”
didn't even get that far. They heard an angry beeping noise as
soon as they entered. Within moments, Marlowe and Smittle had
appeared in front of them, Smittle pointing his shotgun at
lowered it as soon he saw who it was. “Damn, hoping it was
a pretty harsh response for leaving with an unchecked book,”
Molly said. “Especially since we're entering.”
“Actually, it detects demonic traces, in case somebody is
possessed or something,” Marlowe explained.
about this one, though,” Smittle said.
narrowed her eyes. She hadn't heard anything official about an
investigation of library usage, but this was an awfully blatant
alarm and the response was less than casual. She could work with
this. “Still, a shotgun in the face for that? In the library?
Why not install this at the entrance to the campus?”
explained, “We've tightened up security into the campus and
anyone purely demonic is obliterated quickly.”
so no worries there,” Marlowe added, smiling.
budging, Molly asked, “So what makes the library so special?”
git's been reading up on some pretty crazy stuff. We think-”
Smittle's voice stopped. Molly noticed Marlowe's right hand in
his trigger position.
finished. “It's nothing serious, but obviously we have some
sensitive material here that students are welcome to, but we may
not want in demon hands.”
material?” Molly asked.
things,” Smittle said, able to talk again. “In the wrong hands,
could mean the revival of the-”
silencing spell. Molly fired off a counter for it, and Smittle
obliged her in repeating the word, “Mynoni.”
felt sick to her stomach just hearing the name. The Mynoni were
only spoken of in history classes, and with no fondness. They
were the most ruthless, bloodthirsty demon factions that had
ever existed. The Urayoni did most of their dirty work through
unethical lobbying firms. Even the Hageshoni had a few
legitimate industries making aircraft and artillery. The
Mynoni's most integrated firm on Earth had been the Mongol
cataclysmic struggle, they had been driven away. Most magi,
demons included, assumed they were completely gone. The
knowledge that there may be a way to bring them back would scare
anybody. As much as Molly distrusted the MST, this massive
reaction to library usage suddenly seemed rational and
their right minds would want to bring them back?” Molly asked.
“Even the factions would be at risk.”
was unusually grim. “That's what we'd like to find out. We
didn't think it was possible to revive them, but somebody's
called up a perfect storm of material that has some of us
wondering. Question is- is some faction working through a
contact in the MST or it some idiot looking this up on his own?”
truly an idiot if he gains such power?” Donovan said, a little
too boastful for Marlowe's taste. Molly felt that nausea again.
grimaced. “Donovan, I was trying to tiptoe around it, but you
are the only student on campus bound with a demon. And you were
here last month with plenty of time to kill. And your track
record isn't shimmering with loyalty to the MST.”
merely laughed. “Do you believe I would summon a horde of demons
solely for the laughable purpose of destroying the world?”
turned to Molly. She just shrugged. That was what scared her:
she wasn't entirely certain that Donovan wouldn't try something
Marlowe forced a smile. “Well, that's a relief. Because
destroying the world is what it would amount to.”
Grinning, Donovan said, “My goal is to conquer the world!”
rolled her eyes. Smittle nodded in understanding. Marlowe
reacted a little more strongly. “Donovan, care to have a word in
will never get me to confess-”
“Donovan, go with him,” Molly said. She hoped that a good
interrogation would get him to treat this seriously for once.
to Molly, Marlowe said, “As his guardian, you're welcome to join
thanks,” Molly replied, folding her arms. “He's on his own for
was indeed throwing Donovan to the wolves, but she couldn't stop
thinking about it, even as she returned to Hall D. Could
Donovan's research into his next silly dream really have led him
into a combination that scared the MST that much? It would have
taken a truly evil genius to unlock the secrets to reviving the
powers of an extinct faction. Despite what she had said about
other demons having as much to lose, there was enough chaos
involved that she doubted that nobody has ever pursued the
possibility. Since nobody had come close to succeeding, it
scared Molly that the MST considered it even mildly feasible.
Donovan had done it deliberately, then Molly wasn't helping him.
He needed to learn the consequences of straying too far into
dark pursuits. This would get him into a good deal of trouble,
and since expulsion was still not an option thanks to his
ownership of Grimoire 17, the MST would hopefully be creative
regarding a punishment. After allowing a demon in and sneaking
into the Urayoni realm, this would have been his third offense
in four months. They would have to come up with something for
same time, she felt responsible for letting it come to this.
Donovan had always been something of an afterthought for Molly.
Trying to control him only seemed to lead to more trouble, so
she had let him roam free and hoped his idiocy would keep him in
check. Other than his attack on Renee, her logic had been
generally working. Donovan proved to be a more or less useful
ally when most needed, and hadn't gotten anyone killed yet. The
fact that he was even remotely useful had been good enough for
returned to room 202, bothered by the possibility that one of
her charges may have covertly discovered how to destroy the
world. Blaine was bothered that she was alone.
Donovan?” he asked, holding a plate of eggs and toast.
“Detained under suspicion of conspiring to unlock the secret to
destroying the Earth,” Molly replied sullenly.
nodded as if she'd said he was out for a walk. “Ah. Want some
minion shrugged and sat down at the table himself. Molly stood
there, wishing she could treat this as casually as him. She had
enough problems as it was and 'Donovan doing something stupid'
wasn't a shocking turn of events. It was just the magnitude of
his suspected actions and doubting everything she failed to do
to rein him in.
strange feeling came over as she felt the need to discuss this
with somebody. Even stranger, she wanted to nominate Blaine.
“Say... Blaine...” she said, sitting down across from him. He
looked up, already confused.
believe Donovan would be stupid enough to look into reviving a
demon faction that would pursue the world's destruction?”
Blaine said, nodding plainly again. It wasn't the response Molly
she was about to get up, Blaine added, “Actually, to be more
specific, I'd say he'd ask me and Bryce to do it.”
wasn't sure if she was supposed to be relieved. “And would you?”
looked away, slumping over in shame. Molly jumped up and leaned
over the table, grabbing his shirt collar. “Blaine!?”
wouldn't.” he admitted. Molly held onto his shirt for a while,
then realized his response was a good thing. He just seemed
upset about it.
every so often when he doesn't have any other busy work for us,
he tells us to come up with a plot to take over the world.”
Blaine rubbed his neck, head still lowered. “Usually we give him
something minor from a psuedo-magic book that probably doesn't
work. Sometimes we stumble upon something serious that would
lead to disaster.”
to summon some courage, Blaine apparently considered this a dire
confession. “In those cases, we deliberately don't tell Donovan
what we found.”
Molly was confused. “I would consider that a good thing.”
shrugged. “Well, we are betraying him a little by not doing our
jobs. He's come to rely on us for a lot and it feels bad to let
him down. But the more he learns about magic, the more we have
to keep him out of trouble. He's our friend and we don't want
him to lose everything. We both felt really helpless when he
accepted that demon from Kendrick.”
an eye-opening moment for Molly, who never really thought much
of either minion in terms of having a soul or free will.
she cared. “Touching,” she dead-panned. “Regardless of whether
or not you told him, did you or did you not discover a way to
revive the Mynoni?”
not, Blaine was confused. “The Mynoni? Why would we have to
discover a way to revive them?”
narrowed her eyes. “Because I, and apparently everyone in the
MST, thought it was impossible.”
Blaine replied, suddenly and mysteriously un-confused. “Because
they're the Mynoni. They were the worst demons ever. Of course
they would have left a way to revive them. It's just a matter of
knowing the right place, right spell, right planetary alignment,
etc. You know the drill.” He sighed. “If you're asking whether
Bryce and I tried to fill in the blanks... no, we didn't.”
didn't like how casually he accepted the possibility of
something so nasty, but at least she got her answer. “So Donovan
guess so. Why, does the MST think he was looking that stuff up?”
“Apparently.” Suddenly, it hit Molly that Donovan was innocent
despite his prior offenses, bound demon and flippant responses
to interrogation. The MST would never believe him. “I don't
suppose you have any way to vouch for him?”
stared back blankly. “N... no... but they can't prove that he
did anything wrong, so they can't convict him, right?”
was never one for 'innocent until proven guilty,' but he was
probably right. Donovan had gotten a pretty lucky streak going
in court. Still, Molly huffed, “Maybe, but like hell do I want
to go through another tribunal.”
you're saying we have to-”
nodded. “We have to convince Marlowe that Donovan had nothing to
do with it.” She groaned at her own statement. This wasn't a
matter of any concern for Donovan's well-being. Right now she
was volunteering for a headache to save herself a migraine down
Marlowe's office was small and disorganized. His inability to
efficiently manage his own affairs was half the reason he
enjoyed meddling in everyone else's. There was a full security
department on campus and just a signature from Donovan would
allow the library staff to establish his research record, but
there was no fun in that. No, Marlowe had to find out for
himself, before things got too official.
Donovan,” he began, retaining his devilish smile in spite of the
circumstances. “You remember that I'm very forgiving and was
willing to overlook such minor infractions such as accepting a
demon and trying to kill your guardian's sister. But I do expect
a tiny bit of...” Marlowe hunted for the word, or at least
pretended to. “...reciprocity in doing so.”
frowned. “I was not made aware of this.”
threw Marlowe off his act for a moment. “Um... yes, you were. I
made it quite clear that the only reason you're still at this
school is so we can use your power. My point is that the only
way you'll be able to prolong this agreement and get your
grimoire back is to be a good little boy.”
back, Donovan remained silent. It was probably his best option.
again, Marlowe said, “Given your nature and prior record, it
shouldn't be too hard to convince Chancellor Whalen that you
were the one researching the Mynoni. No demons are allowed on
campus and we've already probed the faculty and all of the
resident students. You are the only suspect with both motive and
merely raised his eyebrows. Marlowe continued, “But since I
still like your potential, if you confess, I can fudge the
details and get you off with no trial and little more than a
stern warning. I find you far too useful to expel.” He slid a
piece of paper across to Donovan. “So... let's have it out.”
at the paper, Donovan heard a voice. It was that voice,
from the dark room. “Sign it! When they stop caring you can look
this up! They wouldn't suspect you if it wasn't something
Donovan said aloud, startling Marlowe.
what?” Marlowe asked, leaning in and smirking at the outburst.
“No, you didn't do it or no, you're not confessing?”
Narrowing his eyes and smirking right back, Donovan muttered,
“Wouldn't that be the same thing?”
length staring/smirking contest, Marlowe looked up. “Oh. Yeah, I
suppose. Good point.” Straightening his posture, he turned back
to Donovan. “So you didn't do it?”
Donovan could respond, the voice interrupted, “They think you
did! You should! Just to show them!”
time, Molly chimed in as well. “Despite what it may look like,
Donovan is innocent.” She appeared behind Donovan and sat in a
chair next to him.
was surprisingly cheerful about the sudden intrusion. “Molly!
Glad you could drop in again. You seem more convinced all of a
sudden. Care to provide some proof?”
“Certainly.” Molly gestured to a figure behind her... that
the hell...” Molly turned to Donovan, “Hey, get your minion in
did so without question. “Bryce!”
probably should have. “The other one!” Molly yelled.
work. Blaine's busy.”
just talking to him five minutes ago. He was supposed to meet me
here.” She turned to Marlowe. “Anyway, my proof is that research
like this would be work for Donovan's minions and unlike him,
they know better than to delve into things like this.”
It was a
unique defense, but Marlowe accepted it with a smile. He turned
to Bryce. “Is that so?”
meanwhile, was facing a glare from Donovan. “No, of course not!
We would never withhold information because of something silly
like an ethical code. What do you take us for?”
fell forward and almost banged her head on the desk.
is innocent!” came a booming non-minion voice from behind. Molly
lifted her head to see who it was, but wanted to return to the
desk as soon as she saw his hair.
raised an eyebrow. “Well, what brings Vincent Wagner to the
grinned, happy that Marlowe pronounced his name correctly “I
know who was researching the Mynoni. You can let my son go.”
shook her head. “Wait, how did you know they suspected him? This
just happened an hour ago and you're stationed... not here.”
figured that I'd suspect him too if I were them.” Vincent
ruffled his son's hair. Donovan shuddered, still facing forward.
“I know my boy.”
can possibly know me,” Donovan mumbled. “If they do, me
just happened to be in town today, happened to know we were all
here, assumed Marlowe suspected Donovan and happened to come
across information absolving him?” Molly knew she had to ask,
but regretted it, afraid of Vincent's answers.
thought for a moment, then nodded. “That about sums it up.” He
chuckled. “I did cheat a little. Dropped by your dorm just now
and this twerpy redheaded boy was in the kitchen doing dishes.
Said Donovan was over here.”
would have slapped her forehead if the desk hadn't been covering
coughed and smiled. “Well, I'm not one to question a man's
secrets to success. What I would like to know is why you are so
confident in your son's innocence.”
easy,” Vincent said, sitting on the small patch of Molly's chair
she hadn't occupied. Molly jumped up at his proximity, giving
him far more territory. “Because he's not messing around with
Yovoni?” Molly cried, abandoning the energy ball she was about
to fire into Vincent's ear.
said I was spying on them, remember? And get this, I get one of
them in bed with me and she talks about their big plans to get
the scoop on the Mynoni.”
leaned forward with interest. Molly would have if she hadn't
automatically tuned out the moment she heard 'in bed.'
one of her friends charmed one of the students here into doing
returned to the conversation only to dispute the statement. “But
charm spells are automatically negated upon entering the
shook his head. “No spell. She just said he could bang her
brains out if he pulled it off.”
Marlowe starting writing this down. “And where was this?”
Marlowe smiled. “Some boy graduated from A&M in December and
asked to stay here on his own. Wanted to get some extra work in
before his field assignment this summer. Methinks he and I need
to have a chat.”
snickered. “And the trail goes cold as you apprehend the wrong
waved him off. “No, no, you're free to go. Vincent's one of our
top agents. With his help, I'm sure we'll get this straightened
threw his arms around Molly and Bryce's shoulders. “Oh yeah!
Those bitches are toast!”
groaned. She was too stupefied to even shake his arm off.