The explosions kept coming and each one shook the pack house and the windows and I could hear glass breaking somewhere downstairs and people screaming outside and Penelope held my hand tighter with each blast.

"How many bombs did she bring," Penelope said and her voice was shaking.

"Enough to kill us all apparently," I said and I tried to sit up but the room spun and I had to lie back down.

"You need to stay still," Penelope said and she pushed me back gently "You're in no condition to ...