After I had thrown the knife over and over into my pillow was in ribbons did I finally get a break. “Why are you being nice now? You say it’s a truce but I don’t get it. Just because I can throw your knife you’ll be nice?”
“I don’t really care for weak women.”
“And I think I’ve told you before, but in case you didn’t get it, I’ll restate it. I don’t care what kind of women you do or do not like. It has nothing to do with me.”
Odin chuckled and my glare intensified. Oh, if only I could set him on fire for his attitude. “Let’s get back to business then. You didn’t spend much time with that Angel guy, did he even teach you anything? He popped out of the lamp looking furious.”
Angel was mad at me? That was the first I had heard of it. That probably explained why he had been so red in the f
