Chapter 21
"Do you know how it got here?" I asked as I walked with Sophie up the stairs.
"Not how, not exactly," Sophie said. "Brianna is going ballistic about that. But we know who. Or at least you do."
"I do?" I repeated. I might be too tired for this. It had been a long, long day.
"Here," Brianna said, rushing up to me the moment we were in the library. He put a slip of paper in my hands. I looked past her at the wardrobe standing right in the middle of the open space at the front of the library in front of the doors to the porch.
It looked perfectly ordinary, just as before. The idea of blinking into the web world to examine it made every weary bone in my body cry out against it and I let it go.
There was always tomorrow.
I unfolded the slip of paper. The stock felt familiar, an
