I still couldn't figure out how I got talked into this. Byron had said, oh, come on, Nelly's going, and we both knew we'd never hear the end of it if we didn't make an appearance but...god, I hated things like this. Roomful of people staring at me like I was some sort of curiosity, like a performer. It made my skin itch. I couldn't even imagine how ( Read more... )

Nelly had given me and Byron a route, and we'd left headquarters as soon as it was dark enough. I'd been a bit worried; his costume wasn't exactly inconspicuous. But I supposed that it had worked out well for him so far, or else he probably would have changed it ( Read more... )