“Take your pills?”
“I did. I think this is more Heimdall’s power being pissy than my injury being sore.”
“Too bad we don’t have something for that,” she said.
“Power Vicodin?”
She shrugged. “Or someone in the family who can ease pain.”
“Like that’s a real thing.”
“There have been people in the Reed line who were healers.”
“Dad tell you that?”
She nodded. “He left me a lot of family history books.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek, thinking about how that made me feel. Good, I decided. Out of the three of us girls, Myra was serious and patient enough to actually sift through old records. “I’m glad,” I finally said.
“I know it’s usually passed down to the eldest…”
“I’m glad,” I said again, patting her leg. “Dad had good instincts. He knew when to break the rules.”
“Good news,” Crow said from the back seat.
Myra swerved. I yelped and half turned, while I grabbed for a gun I didn’t have on me.
“What the hell, Crow?”
He sat in the back seat where he’d just appeared, a canary-eating grin on his face. “God power. You should try it sometime, Delaney. It’s just all sorts of fun.”
Myra cussed quietly through clenched teeth. She had gotten the car back into our lane, which was good, because there were only two lanes on this part of the old highway.
“If you ever do that again,” Myra said, “I will kill you, Crow.”
He chuckled. “Don’t you want to hear my good news?”
I planted my hand over my side. I was pretty sure I’d ripped a stitch or two. It was bleeding again.
“It better be that you found Cooper and he’s waiting for us in a nice, quiet room, ready to take on the god power,” I said.
He threw his hands up in the air. “Yes! That’s it exactly. How did you guess?”
“Really?” I searched his face.
Crow smiled, and some of the mischief faded under a warmth I’d seen many times since I was a kid. “Really.”
A dizzy wash of relief rolled through me, and I grinned. “Holy shit. You’re amazing! Where is he?”
“The casino.”
“Which casino?” Myra asked.
“Our casino. Just outside of town.”
Myra immediately flicked on the blinker, pulled onto the narrow shoulder, and did a U-turn to get us heading south.
“Is someone there with him? Someone who can make sure he won’t run?” I asked.
