Chapter 217

That night, I lay in my sister’s guest room listening to the silence around me, gripping my stuffed Grumpy Bear to my chest, thinking about the conversation I’d had with Cadence. It was weird being in her apartment without her here. The remodel was done, and now the penthouse was one ginormous apartment—which wasn’t my business, though I’d remembered my mother’s face when she’d visited at Christmas and realized what was going on. She’d said, “Well, it’s nice to have a roommate, I suppose….”

That wasn’t what was really on my mind, though, as I stared up at a freshly painted white ceiling. It was the idea that I would have to do my best to eavesdrop on the enemy without being detected. Part of me found it a bit exciting, sort of like being a spy in the middle of a war. Part of me found it revolting, like listening to demons talk about picking apart their prey. I didn’t want to end up a target a