I raced back to my house, then threw some clothes in a suitcase and gathered up what I thought I"d need. I"d just reached the outskirts of the city when my phone rang with an incoming video call from Kestrel. I pulled into a gas station parking lot, then answered and set the phone in the holder on the dashboard.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked. "I was getting the scalp tingles."
"Is that a new manifestation of your Trickster powers?" With her, I never knew what would pop up.
"Sometimes. I may have, uh, done a spell to alert me when you were heading toward danger."
Well, that was comforting. Sir Raleigh nudged his head under my hand.
Kestrel grinned. "Is that Sir Raleigh? Give him a scratch for me."
"Will do. And yes, it"s him. How long has your scalp been tingling?"
She glanced to th
