That was my cue. I stood and gestured at the Enforcers near the entrance. "Open the door."

Batsheva glared at me, but the two black-robed witches obeyed without even hesitating. The seal retreated, the wooden portal swinging open. Batsheva's magic climbed around it as she fought to keep control. Quaid entered first, Dad's statue floating behind him. I joined my power to his, bringing Dad's effigy forward to stand front and center, right in the Council's faces.

Even ...