We reached Elise"s office to find her cornered behind her desk by two wispy humanoid figures. They turned their glowing eyes and gaping mouths toward me and Rizzo, and I heard them chorus in secret conversation, “Lunch.”
Lunch.”I cursed my lack of magical abilities. These weren"t animals whose behavior I could predict and manipulate. Sir Raleigh changed into his grimalkin form, a black panther with bat wings, and growled. He leaped on to the desk between the revenants and Elise, and she ducked out of the way of his lashing tail.
"Can you do something?" I asked Rizzo.
"Yes, but close your eyes."
"What?"
"You too, Doctor Elise."
Her eyes widened, and she screeched, "Are you nuts?"
"No." His voice took on a resonance that wouldn"t brook questions, and tingles raced along my skin. "Clos
