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"Shh! Speak more softly Don’t tell me that you haven’t noticed, Derek You’re not that thick, I pray There’s so with your wife" The witch looked at me with fear in her eyes "I don’t knohat, I can’t putin my bones that I can’t shake She’s not mentally stable"

"The way she looked at Rose," Ibrahim whispered "At first her eyes were filled with motherly affection, but the next ain She’s not in control of her own nature She’s unpredictable"

This conversation was doing nothing to allay ree," I breathed "Take Rose Take her far away I’uard her with your lives Re the phone with you"

Corrine looked relieved "What about you? What will you do, Derek?"

"I need to stay here with Sofia I need to find a cure for her And I need to find my son" I looked at the warlock "Ibrahiain?"

"You don’t," he said simply "But the fact that your wife has been here for ests toSofia back to Cruor"

Like a cup of water in the desert, his words gave me a dose of relief

Then Corrine stood up, wrapped a blanket around Rose, and handed her to oodbye for the second time in less than seventy-two hours and placed her back in the witch’s arms Ibrahim picked up a suitcase that Corrine must have packed

"I’o next door and distract Sofia," I said "So that she doesn’t see you leave without telling her I don’t kno she would react"

Corrine nodded and I left for Sofia’s bedroo could have prepared me for what I saw

An empty bed

"Sofia?"

I ducked down beneath the bed to check she wasn’t hiding I ripped open the cupboards Then I dashed back out and checked every other roo out her na

Would she be so ht? How does she even plan to get there?