The phrase "Carpe Diem" crashed onto my head from the cloud and hit the ground, still intact.

I rolled my eyes. "Do it."

"Good luck and... best you don't mention me." Isabel flicked her fingers.

"Excuse me," a woman said from behind me in a sharp voice. "You do not have library privileges."

I turned around and jumped back. "Fuck me."

The giantess, easily twelve feet high, with red horn-rimmed glasses and blond hair pulled into a tight bun, placed ...