SHE took the stairs in two jumps and ran out the door, brushing past Tom and ignoring Angus’s shout. She ran past the parked cars and out into the street, turning down toward the water. Of course Dana would be headed toward the water.

“Where are you going?” Tom asked, running beside her.

“Carnwennen the means,” Anna told him, showing him the dagger.

He stumbled once, but caught up to her. “Fae shit,” he said.

“The Gray Lords,” Anna agreed. “Carnwennen the means. Justice the cause. True love the reward. Their geas the cost.”

“Zapped,” he said, pulling out his cell phone. “Yeah, Angus. The fae got to her. Best...