Chapter 94: Cursed

"WAIT, GUYS. WHAT DOES 'cursed' even mean?" asked Ruthie. "Maybe it isn't so bad."

Zander looked at me. I was starting to feel anxious. My sethian acquaintances included Conrad, Zander and his brother - and the Collector in a roundabout way. I had a pretty good idea who in that group might belong to the cursed category.

"I don't know," I said. "Maybe."

"Well, if we get to vote, I vote that Zander's jerk face brother is cursed," said Ruthie.

Zander scowled but didn't comment.

"I-I think we need more information," I said. "Before we get too upset about this cursed stuff."

The silence coming from Conrad spoke volumes. His head must have been spinning. I wondered if now was the right time to tell Zander about his father, about him being the Collector, Dante's boss.

"You're right," said Zander. "I say we let Conrad try and dig up something to support these ideas before deciding what to do with them." His face was pinched, like he was thinking too hard. I decided I couldn't accuse h