5
“Am I really in trouble?” Nena asked Jack as they drove through the city.
He leaned back in his seat and shook his head. “I doubt it. Anybody could see it was an accident.” Nena swept her eyes over the untouched car before she looked back to Jack. She studied him for so long that he arched an eyebrow. “What? Did I get a hole in my coat?”
“If it was an accident then how come our car isn’t damaged?” she pointed out.
He shrugged. “Dumb luck.”
Nena crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at him. “And why didn’t Peter stop them sooner? He could’ve.”
“That’s not the best way to stop the runes,” he told her.
She wrinkled her nose as a strange odor hit her nostrils. “Why, and what’s that smell?”
Jack leaned forward and glanced at Peter. “Pete, show Nena your hand.”
Peter
