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Nathaniel looked like the request did not thrill him, but he did as I asked He seemed different now, soo back to being a pain in my butt once he returned to Azazel’s court

I desperately wanted to sit down, to rest, but I needed to get out of Aet us a car while I packed up

Nathanielfor Gabriel and Sa but a strip of cloth across their privates

Sa a shirt on over his wings, and Nathaniel was oddly patient while he showed Sas in the back Samiel was built on a wider,strained at the sea JB, were squished in a car with Amarantha’s half-troll driver I didn’t ask why JB was leaving with us when it was his mother’s court and she could probably use his support I understood wanting to get away from a parent It was exactly how I felt whenever Azazel was around

I could tell that they all wanted to ask me what had happened in the Maze Five pairs of eyes looked atthe back of A off to sleep

"Will someone call Azazel and tell him where to find Antares?" II knew Gabriel lifted ht air was cold, and I shivered as it toucheda sleeveless shirt and cutoff pants--not exactly appropriate for winter in Chicago

Saot out with us, and I indicated to Gabriel that he should put me down I stuck laring at each other Nathaniel’s face was bruised and both eyes blackened

"What happened?" I asked

"Nothing for you to be concerned with," Nathaniel said curtly "I will speak with you soon, Madeline"

"Uh, okay," I said I looked at JB "See you soon?"

"Now that your little adventure in the court is over, you’re back on the clock, Black," he said "So expect to see your usual letter with your pickups to the door What happened to the sweetheart I’d known at the faerie court? He was back to being J B Bennett, world’s worst boss