“You know your gun’s not doing you much good in your purse. By the time you reach for it–”

“Dani. I’ve got approximately half an hour before this spell wears off and I need a nap.”

I winced. “Point taken.”

She pulled on my clothes, and I handed her a holster. “Okay,” she said. “I’m ready. So, I’ll just drive around?”

“Yeah. I’ve told Vas we’re heading back toward Hope Valley. Once you get there, circle for a while if you can, but make sure you get home before that spell drops.”

I felt bad tricking Vas, but if he found out that I was researching rowan, he’d be forced to tell Samael. As loyal as he was to me, not passing on that little information to Samael would get him in deep shit. And I didn’t want it on my conscience if he kept it from Samael and the demon found out.

This way, Vas would be oblivious, and I could head to my meeting in peace.

“Okay. How do I look?”

“It’s scary how well you can do that.” We swapped keys, and Evie gave Lia one last pat before she sauntered toward the door.

“What, exactly, are you doing?”

“What? This is how you walk. You think I should swing my hips more?

I let out a low growl but we didn’t have time to bicker. By the time Evie got downstairs, I was wearing her sundress and a large hat. I peered out the window, careful to stay out of sight just in case Vas happened to glance in my window.

My sister climbed into my car and drove out of the parking lot. A figure shot into the sky behind her and I grinned. Vas had been hanging out on my roof, waiting for me to leave. I’d been lucky he hadn’t decided to simply knock on my door.

Hopefully my luck would hold.

I hauled ass out of my building and into Evie’s car. Except the residual magic told me it wasn’t Evie’s at all, which I should’ve remembered, since her car was destroyed. No. This was Gemma’s car.

Ugh.

I put the car in drive and headed southeast toward the Durham Green Flea Market. The market was closed, but the rowan seller had told Cara he would meet me in the parking lot.

Distantly, I wondered if I was heading into a trap. But I trusted Cara. Besides, just because I was wearing a sundress didn’t mean I wasn’t armed.

I’d rather be preparing for the auction tonight, but, according to Cara, the seller was leaving town in a few hours. He hadn’t wanted to meet with me at all, but she’d managed to convince him. I couldn’t waste this opportunity.