I was woken by a text from a blocked number that said Vespa would see me tomorrow.

Groggy, I rolled out of my bed and did some much-needed laundry. I'd wanted to sleep in my own space, so I'd bid Levi farewell late last night. Coffee and the half of an omelet that Priya had left - along with a note that she'd gone to meet Miles - kicked my sluggish brain into gear. Bless her for restocking our food supply.

The Blank still coursed through my system, my magic off-line. Much ...