“Easy?” I pushed out Ivy’s chair for Newt with my foot and she stared at it in distrust. “It is easy. What I’ve had to do to save you dumb-asses is hard. First I had to figure out a way to fix the line. And when I do, you let Ku’Sox take Bis from me. I somehow find a way to prove Ku’Sox broke it, and then they convince you to kill me before my deadline. And now I not only have to prove Ku’Sox broke my line, but then survive doing so without Al? Without anyone? Ku’Sox wants you all dead. My God, why do you keep believing him?”

Newt glanced at Ivy, then back to me. “We made him. He owes us his life. He’s going to bring the demons back to the sun with the demon children he has stolen. You owe us nothing. Why would you help us?”

I honestly don’t know. An elbow on the table, I felt my neck. “Ku’Sox is a liar and a psychotic genius. I’ve had a very bad week, Newt. A very bad week. And to top it off, I don’t have anything in my closet that is suitable to wear while saving the world.”

“Are you sure?”

Head tilted, I met her eyes. God, I was tired. “You’ve seen it. Not much has changed since then.”

Newt’s black eyes narrowed. “No, I mean are you sure that . . .” She hesitated, glancing at Ivy. “Are you sure you can prove Ku’Sox is betraying us, not you?”

A rueful chuckle slipped from me. It must have surprised her, because she backed up almost to the door, her staff held defensively before her. “Given half a chance,” I said. “Can you just hold off until tomorrow to kill me? By sunset tomorrow, I can prove all this was Ku’Sox’s fault or he will have killed me himself. If we’re both around come sunup, you can kill who you want, and we can all get on with our lives.”

Newt shook her head mistrustfully. Ivy was starting to come around, and Jenks made a slow, wobbly flight to her, hopefully to tell her to pretend to still be out. “We’re losing too much space. It has to be now.”

My toes were the only part of me still tingling, and I looked at them. When did I get a hole in my sock? “You can’t give me one lousy day?”

Slowly, hardly moving, Ivy sat up against the wall, holding her head. I made the finger motion for her to not move, and Jenks whispered it since she couldn’t focus yet.

Newt drew herself up, her black eyes flicking over Ivy, not afraid, but assessing. “The leak is too wide. I’ve run out of room. You and Al, and I myself now, are so far in debt that there’s nothing left.”