"That’s not going to happen, Kelvin." From behind him, a shrill, angry voice yelled, startling him. He jumped in fright and was one inch from hitting his forehead on the wall beside him, but Hashmuk lifted him, pulling him back to his arms.

"What the hell, Harriet?" He frowned, pinching his nose in annoyance. "You know better than anyone that I don’t like it when people sneak up on me, jeez!" He sighed, his hands running through his naturally tangled ginger and brown hair.

"Of course I know that; how can I forget it?" She scoffed with both her hands folded across her chest. "You know I am such a...