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He's right," I said quietly. " I bit my lip, because it felt like being a traitor to say so—a traitor to Paul, who deserved my support even if he didn't want it, and a traitor to Lewis, who patently didn't want the responsibility. Especially not now. "This is what you were born to do, Lewis. We all knew it, right from the start. " That had both of them looking at me. Paul looked as if he really couldn't stand another dangerous surprise. "David once told me that Jonathan used to be like you, Lewis.

Someone asked from behind me. " I turned to find a petite blond woman standing there. I didn't know her, but she was different from the others in the hallway. There was no worry in her expression, and no exhaustion. Perky, which just seemed strange. There was something else, though, that sent a ripple of unease up my back that exploded in an ice-cold shudder on the back of my neck. The woman was just… wrong. " Marion's warning shout came a second too late. The woman had a gun. Must have taken it off one of the guards.

Seacasket's special," I said. " He nodded. "It's a—thin space in the aetheric. " I'd never heard of Oracles, other than the ancient Greek kind. Or the software company. From the regretful look that flashed across his face, it wasn't something any human had probably heard before. Or that the Djinn ever intended we would. "They don't exist here, on this plane. They're—different. And Jo, they're dangerous. Very dangerous, even to Djinn. I—can't imagine how dangerous they'd be to a human, even if you can get one to allow you contact.