"His life isn't mine to take," Siobhan said.

"... and your father isn't even going to remember you," the grey man squeaked as he looked up at her.

"That isn't his fault, is it?" she said.

"Your mother hates you and fears you," the little man shouted from under the stone crushing him to the ground. Siobhan bent over and picked up the stone.

"She named me Siobhan."

The grey man vanished.

"You're a witch," Riordan said.

"You're a rapist," ...