“They were supposed to meet with Sekhmet. I know you know that much, but Alessia believes the reason we haven’t been able to get a hold of them is because they were…diverted. By someone else.”
“Spit it out,” she said through gritted teeth.
“Apep is their end-times god, and for what it’s worth, I’m sorta one, too. If the people we care about are with him, then if I’m the Bride of Hell, or the antichrist, or whatever, that might be a title worth throwing around if they’re in real trouble.”
I ignored the sounds of protest from behind me.
Estrid looked over my shoulder, presumably at Fauna. I refused to turn. Instead, I tightened my fingers on her forearm. “Estrid, you’re not going without me. Fauna will stay here with Nia. But we have to get going.”
“Mar…” Nia’s voice pulled my attention away. “I’m as worried about them as you are, but is this wise? You’re human. How could you possibly help?”
It was Fauna who, without looking at me, said, “There’s nothing she can’t do.”
Her too-large eyes were the last thing I saw as I latched on to Estrid and jumped through the world.
