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"But it smells and I'm bored.”
"Lutie, please. Where we're going—it could be dangerous.”
The little faery flew up, wings and clotted cream hair making her seem like a tossed handful of snow. "I'm half sick of iron, but I will stay. For you. For you." She pointed one toothpick-tiny finger down at Kaye as she rose toward the apartment window.
"We'll come for you as soon as we can," Corny called, but he was relieved. Sometimes it was tiring trying not to stare at her delicate hands or her miniature bird-black eyes. There was nothing human about her.
As they crossed the street, Corny's phone rang. He flipped it open. "Hey.”
"What you want?" It was a young man's voice, soft and angry. "Who gave you this number?”
"I'm sorry. Maybe I dialed wrong." He made wide eyes at Kaye. "We're looking for a . . . the . . . the Fixer.”
The line went quiet, and Corny winced at how lame he sounded.
"You still haven't told me what you want," the boy said.
"My friend got a note. Said you could help her see the Queen.”
"Okay.”
"So, wait, you are the Fixer?" Corny said, and smiled when Kaye looked over impatiently.
"Ask him about the curse," Kaye said.
"Yeah, that's me." The boy's tone made it hard for Corny to decide if he really meant it. "And yeah, I'm supposed to take a girl upstate. Tell her to come over here in the morning and we can go. You got paper?”
"Hold on." Corny fumbled for something to write with. Kaye reached into her pockets and came up with a pen. When she held it out, he took it and her arm. "Okay, go.”
The boy gave them his address. Riverside Drive on the Upper West Side. Corny wrote it on Kaye's skin.
"I want to leave now," Kaye said. "Tell him. Tonight.”
"She wants to leave tonight," Corny repeated into the phone.
"Is that girl crazy?" the boy asked. "It's two in the morning.”
Kaye pulled the phone out of Corny's hands. "We just need directions.”
"Uh-huh," she said. "Okay." She hung up. "He wants us to head over to the address he gave you.”
He forced himself not to roll his eyes.
Corny parked in front of a metered spot, figuring he could move the car later. Out beyond the park, the river glistened, reflecting the lights of the city. Kaye took a deep breath as she stepped out, and he saw human color cover her green cheeks.
They walked back and forth on the street, checking numbers until they came to a short building with a glossy black door.
"This isn't really the place, is it?" Corny asked. "It's kind of really nice. Too nice.”
"The address is right." Kaye held up her arm to show him what he'd written.
A woman with red-rimmed eyes and frizzy hair stepped out onto the landing, letting the door swing behind her. Corny stepped out of the way and caught it before it slammed closed. As she walked down the steps, he thought he saw a swaddled-up bundle of twigs in her arms.
Kaye's gaze followed the bundle.
"Maybe we should think more about this," Corny said.
Kaye pressed the buzzer.
