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Dixon twisted and smacked his lips, waking Blair. They both blinked and yawned, squeezing each other as they glimpsed Lila walking past.
“Sorry.” She winced as they turned their heads.
Dixon reached for his notepad, yawning again. Where have you been?
“Out.”
He rubbed his eyes and checked his palm. He passed it to her, the last message still open. Tristan’s fine. He’s already awake and puking. It had been sent a few hours before.
“Katia?”
Dixon nodded and tapped a reply.
Lila plopped down heavily on a padded sofa chair.
“Did you really tranq Dixon’s brother?” Blair chuckled, sitting up. “I wish I’d been there. What’s it like being tranqed?”
“Ever been hung over?”
Blair nodded.
“Ever had the flu?”
She nodded again.
“Add them together and multiply it by a hundred.” Lila slipped off her boots. “It’s nice to see you take a night off. I thought you didn’t do such things.”
“I didn’t take a whole night off. Dixon wouldn’t stop pacing in my tower. It was annoying and distracting. Since I wasn’t getting anything done anyway, I agreed to watch a movie. I must have dozed off.”
Sorry.
Blair shrugged. “It wasn’t all a waste.”
“Oh? What did you watch?”
“I have no idea. We made out through most of it.”
In the dim light, Lila saw a hint of pink cloud her cheeks.
Lila took out her palm and ran it along the walls and the couches and the drapes. She checked the kitchen and the bedrooms as well, with Blair following her movements with curious eyes. Lila showed her the four audio bugs before she lobbed them off the porch. They struck the packed earth like stones skipping across the water.
Dixon held up his notepad as she reentered the room.
About last night—I’m sorry. I should never—
Lila waved him off before he could finish writing. “I really don’t want to talk about it.”
His pencil wavered over his notepad, but thankfully he wrote no more.
“We need to see the oracle right now. You were right last night. This is a street fight. We should attack. We—”
Blair shook her head. “No. My sister had another vision last night. Whatever this is, it can wait for a few hours.”
“That’s what Nico told me at the gate.”
“He was there. It was bad. Let my sister sleep, and you can speak to her at breakfast. You could use a few hours yourself. You look like shit.”
