We sent Seb to go to the hospital and keep an eye on Clara. I thought it was the safest thing to do, and he didn’t argue. Much, anyway. He took one of the sketches with him.

“Maybe we should post these around?” Kanesha suggested.
“We’re dropping one off at the nearest precinct. Other than that, I’m even worried about involving the police,” Mike said firmly.

I nodded. “Agreed. Three fire giants is probably more than I want to take on, and with Thruor away I’m not sure we can count on valkyrie cover.”

“Your dad?” was her next suggestion.

“I think he’s plotting horrible things to do to Anansi.” Of course. “I could try and get Freya’s attention again. She could lend us a warrior or two.”

Kanesha grinned. “That would be handy. Or maybe at least we could borrow a steed.”

I didn’t tell her how much I wanted my own. How much it had hurt when Thruor had said I would never be one of her sisters. “Maybe. Failing that, I think we can find a bike.”

“You’re riding well enough that I’d let you use mine,” Mike noted. “But let’s get a plan together first. As you said, you don’t want to take on three fire giants at once.”

I didn’t. Loki and Coyote were more worried about Anansi. Freya was definitely my best bet for help under the circumstances.

She wasn’t happy with the Anansi situation, but now he at least wasn’t currently messing with the barrier between life and death and her warriors should be back to form. Currently.

“The problem with asking Freya is that if Anansi turns the ghost wall on again…”

“…they’ll have problems again.” Kanesha furrowed her brow. “Then maybe what we need…”

“…is to remind certain quarters they owe you for something you did.”

Was she blushing? “You think?”

“I don’t know. But they might. And Seb could certainly ask them.” He was Christian, in his own way.

“He could. I’ll call him and make the suggestion.”

“And I’ll get ready to deal with fire giants.” Whatever happened and whatever alliances were formed, I’d still have to fight them. I knew that.

I just was hoping to at least split them up so I could deal with one of them at a time. As angry as I was, I wasn’t stupid. Much.