They left us, and I pulled away from Huitzilopochtli without meeting his gaze but still keeping him in sight. I'd been acting as if I were truly a guest. How monumentally moronic of me. I was a goddamned hostage. I needed to get out of Dodge, and I couldn't depend on Tanto, my trusty sidekick, to help me. As usual, I was alone… and what the hell was the Lone Ranger doing with a sidekick anyway, come to think of it? Didn't his name pretty much indicate that he was more the solitary ...