"Relax," I told them. "It's just Other Me. I'm relatively harmless. I think." A shiver wound up my spine and squeezed anyway though. It was still eerie seeing me like this.

Out in the parking lot, Chauffeur Ethen didn't seem to notice a thing. His pose hadn't changed, one hand lifted to block the floodlight's glare and the other clutched to his phone at his ear.

Cass stepped forward to look inside her cauldron. "There's some inside. Hurry, um, Other Victoria."

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