"Dao might be okay with that," Jes said. "But I'm not. We're working together to kill Diogo, and Tacitus and those Cainite dicks, remember? Giant invisible what-the-fucks weren't in the plan."

Groaning, he sat down a few feet away and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"You're telling me. I have no idea what's going on. I've had no idea what's been going on for a while. I'm just trying to get Mia, and then she and I will be out of your hair."

Dao clicked and shook her head.

"Dao, come on." Jes poked at the satyr with her tail. "That thing, whatever it was, and assuming there was...