I handed the phone to Roland so he could give Chris directions to the other boy’s house. I sighed and called Chris again to tell him to come to the church instead. By tomorrow, he won’t remember any of it and he’ll feel like he has a bad hangover.” If he’d been permanently damaged, he’d be catatonic. He made a face, but he obediently swallowed the medicine. I pulled out the gunna paste I had started carrying on me since the night of the crocotta attack and made him eat some. He mumbled a few words and managed to focus his eyes for a second. I went to him and checked his pupils and pulse. I didn’t want to tell her that if the Hale witch had gotten into her friend’s head, there wasn’t much anyone could do for him. We can’t take a chance of them finding Scott before you come back. “Those guys are looking for a red Mustang. Once we get you safely to your fortress of an apartment, we will take care of your friend.” She was my only priority, and the boy would have to wait. “What are we going to do about Scott? We can’t leave him here like this.”
She pointed at the boy still sitting in the Mustang. Shaking my head, I called Chris to tell him to meet us at Sara’s place. “Um, guys, can we just figure out where we’re going? Bleeding here.” Peter cut in before I could point out just how unsafe her place was.
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