Suzan bounced out of her chair. “Oh, well,” she said. “I guess that’s that. I’m starving. Can we go eat now?”
“Yeah, let’s go get tacos,” Sean said.
One by one, everyone stood up and began gathering their things, talking about meeting at Melanie’s aunt Constance’s later to practice their invocations. Diana snuffed out the candles and turned down the lanterns. All the while, Faye remained motionless.
“You,” she said.
Instinctively, Cassie took a step back even though Faye was across the room.
“Don’t be too proud of yourself.” She sauntered over to Cassie and leaned in close. Cassie could smell her heady perfume and it made her dizzy. “You may have won the battle,” Faye said. “But…well, you know.”
Cassie drew away from Faye’s reach. Her fear still got the best of her every time Faye threatened her. Whether or not Faye was actually stronger was beside the point. She had the singleness of mind of a sociopath and a complete lack of conscience. Faye couldn’t be reasoned with, and that was what made her dangerous.
“We’re on the same side,” Cassie said weakly. “We want the same thing.”
Faye narrowed her honey-colored eyes. “Not really,” she said. “Not yet, anyway.”
It sounded like a threat, and Cassie knew Faye never made an empty threat.