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more experience in battle than most of my men
combined.”
    “You’ve been spying on Patch,” I said. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “I trust you, but I’m not discounting the possibility that he has influence over you.”
    “Influence? Patch has never made my decisions for me—I’m capable of doing that on my own. I’m in charge of this operation. If I wanted spies sent out, I would have done
it myself,” I said, my irritation evident.
    “Point taken.”
    I paced to the nearest tree, facing away from Dante. “Are you going to tell me why you’re divulging all this in the first place?”
    He expelled a reluctant sigh. “While spying on Patch, Dabria has popped onto our radar more than once.”
    I shut my eyes, wishing I could tell him to stop there. I didn’t want to hear more. Dabria followed Patch everywhere—I knew that. But the tone of Dante’s voice suggested he had
much more devastating news to deliver than simply telling me that Patch had a stalker who also happened to be his gorgeous ex.
    “A couple nights ago, they were together. I have evidence. Multiple photos.”
    I clenched my jaw and swung around. “I want to see them.”
    “Nora—”
    “I can handle it,” I snapped. “I want to see this so-called evidence your men—
my
men—collected.” Patch with Dabria. I spun through my memory, trying
to pinpoint which night it could have been. I felt frantic and jealous and unsteady. Patch hadn’t done this. There was some explanation. I owed him the benefit of the doubt. We’d been
through too much for me to pounce on the first conclusion that flew my way.
    I had to stay calm. I’d be foolish to pass judgment this early. Dante had pictures? Fine. I’d analyze them myself.
    Dante pressed his lips together, then nodded. “I’ll have them delivered to your house later today.”

C HAPTER

24
    I WENT THROUGH THE MOTIONS OF GETTING READY for the day, but they felt mechanical. I couldn’t flush out the image
of Patch and Dabria together. At the time, I hadn’t thought to ask Dante for specifics, and now my unanswered questions seemed to burn holes in my brain.
They were together. I have
photos.
    What did that mean? Together
how
? Was I naive for even asking? No. I trusted Patch. I was tempted to call him now, but of course I didn’t. I’d wait until I saw the pictures.
Whether or not they were condemning . . . I’d know right away.
    Marcie strolled into the kitchen and perched herself on the table’s edge. “I’m looking for a shopping buddy today after school.”
    I pushed my now soggy bowl of cereal away. I’d been lost in thought for so long, any chance at salvaging it had expired.
    “I always shop on Friday afternoon,” Marcie said. “It’s, like, a ritual.”
    “You mean a tradition,” I corrected.
    “I need a new fall coat. Something warm and wool, but still chic,” she said, frowning slightly in contemplation.
    “Thanks for the offer, but I have some hardcore trig homework to catch up on.”
    “Oh, come on. You haven’t done homework all week, why start now? And I really need a second opinion. This is an important purchase. And just when you were starting to act
normal,” she muttered.
    I pushed up from my chair and carried my bowl to the sink. “Flattery gets me every time.”
    “Come on, Nora, I don’t want to fight,” she complained. “I just want you to come shopping with me.”
    “And I want to pass trig. Plus, I’m grounded.”
    “No worries, I already talked to your mom. She’s had time to cool off, and to come around. You’re not grounded anymore. I’ll hang around an extra thirty minutes after
school. That should give you plenty of time to finish trig.”
    I narrowed my eyes speculatively at her. “Are you mind-tricking my mom?”
    “You know what I think? You’re jealous that she and I have bonded.”
    Ugh.
    “It’s not just math, Marcie. I also need to think. About what happened last night, and how to prevent it from happening again. I’m not going to swear fealty,” I said with
resolve. “And I don’t want any more Nephilim to either.”
    Marcie made a sound of exasperation. “You’re just like my dad. For once stop being such a—”
    “Nephil?” I supplied. “Hybrid, freak, accident of nature?
Target?

    Marcie clenched her hands so tightly they flushed pink with blood. At last she tilted her chin up. Challenge and pride flashed in her eyes. “Yeah. A mutant, a monster, a phenomenon. Just
like me.”
    I

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