Matheus dropped Milo and Heaven off at the house, then fled before Alistair came out to yell at him. Milo promised to start a new search for Matheus’ father, but Matheus had no idea how he planned to do this. In Matheus’ mind, computers were a kind of magic box. He knew how to use the Internet, and little else. Milo’s abilities seemed to stretch into wizard territory.
Heaven hesitated before climbing out of the SUV. She walked around the front, stopping beside Matheus’ door. She knocked on the window, and Matheus lowered it.
“I do not think this is wise,” she said, in a low voice. “You should not go out alone.”
“I’ve not alone,” said Matheus. “Quin is with me.”
“That is why I am worried,” said Heaven. “He is not in his right mind.”
Quin leaned over Matheus. “I promise to return him in one piece.”
Heaven’s hand shot out, grabbing Quin’s collar, dragging his shoulders out the window. Quin’s eyes widened. He choked, wiggling as he tried to pry Heaven’s grip loose. One hand scrabbled against the side of the SUV. Matheus leaned back in his seat, his arms held over his head, too stunned to do anything.