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"Then let’s get to it," Ethan said, and we crept across the yard to the porch The front door was open, the first rooraffiti

We passed it and paused in the front hall, listening for sound, and heard the low ru upstairs The air wasn’t yet chilled, but if we didn’t hurry, that wouldn’t be far behind

We took the stairs two at a tiht, and moved into the roohly octagonal in shape, orn hardwood floors and plenty of graffiti He’d drahite circle on the floor hat looked like salt A fat pillar candle was positioned in the ical detritus He crouched over the pile, flipping through the stapled pages of what I guessed was his ill-gotten spell

I stepped forward "Robin"

He looked up, took in the leather, the sword And the fear on his face turned petulant "I’m almost done You’re too late You can’t stopbeside me "That’s precisely e’re here"

"I’ett into my house," he said with bravado he didn’t quite pull off

Ethan joined us "You’re a child who disturbed the dead for his own gain And because of what you’ve done, you’ve hurt my people We will damn well stop you"

Robin stood up, took two steps backward--and outside the circle Catcher and Jeff entered the room Catcher took Robin by the arether

"I ic!"

"Past tense," Catcher said "You’re done"

But the house rumbled beneath us, and the tely

"Here we go," Ithe air I put my hand on the handle of my sword "I think that woke hiht him here! I did it"

"You called a serial killer into this world using so a step backward, away from the circle "We award you no points for that"

Light and ic shot up from the floor; lines and shadows shifted and forett

His ic but the anger clear enough"my power!"

Annabelle stepped forward, deterett! I am Annabelle Shaw, necromancer You are not welcome in this world Return to your home!"