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The jury was still out on that

She stepped back, her expression guarded "You refer to her as Gwen Adams Her real name is Grainna She is centuries old, condemned to live her life in an old and virtually powerless body She too is Druid But evil Evil beyond even your worst criminal in this time" Myra moved to theand refused to look at him "I believe she followed Duncan and Tara back toto break her curse"

"How does that involve you?"

"I ain and Druid The combination is what she needs to break her condemnation ’Tis easy to assume Grainna is there My mother had a vision that I would die if I stayed in my time"

"You want me to believe you were sent here froin to some cursed old lady?"

She winced "Believe what you like, I a you the truth Tara was at risk from Grainna when she was here Duncan and Fin were sent to keep Grainna froins in this ti women on the books have been sent back in time?"

"No, only Tara There are few Druids left in this world"

Todd went to his liquor cart and poured two fingers of the nearest open bottle He downed it in one s then poured another "Tara’s a Druid?"

"Aye"

"That would mean that Lizzy is"

"And her son Simon"

"And does Lizzy know this?"

Myra shook her head "I told her the day at the park"

"Did she believe you? No questions asked?"

She tre the answers"

He had questions, but knew hi hi her for more crazy ansould only feed her madness

Slowly Myra turned "I told you I would reveal everything and I have"

"Huone to bed hours earlier Todd sat with a bottle of whisky and stared into the fire flickering in the night Instead of chasing away the shadows overwhel how the fire had been lit He searched for every conceivable loophole in her story, struggled with her explanations and her examples If he only believed half of what he witnessed, he had to believe she had some telekinetic ability Mind over ed, but the table? The remote?

Dammit! He couldn’t wrap his mind around what he saw, or how easy her explanations fit with the facts as he knew them

Why did it matter? Why did she matter? Had she put so? Is that why she had burrowed under his skin to the point where he drea woet close as long as he worked the streets It wasn’t fair to a wo He rehts as a child when hisfor his father to call He promised himself he wouldn’t do that to another person Ever Yet here he was, all but living with Myra She ht, albeit mainly sandwiches, but he didn’t really care She answered the phone when he called, wistful and happy to hear his voice Now this

He had a boatload of shit piled high on his doorstep

Todd didn’t knohat to believe

He downed the Scotch, looked at the glass, and then let out a h at the irony of his choice of drink