You might need to get the tickets in advance. Jack: That’s the thing. I think we’d both prefer to catch a matinee showing. Call me. Melanie smir...ed and dialed Jack’s number. ‘What up mang?’ Jack answered. ‘What up mayne,’ Melanie returned their standard greeting. ‘Alright, so my good friend in Vegas gave me a call just now and-‘ ‘Vegas?’ ‘-Vegas. So she wants to go to the movies too, but we aren’t invited to the show. Like, she can’t give us tickets. What she can do though is give us a. We just don’t get along.”“You should, brother mine.” Kora gave a firm nod of her hair. “I really insist. She’s my muse. I won’t tolerate it any longer.”She turned and snagged Ealaín, pulling the armored aoi si close to her. The ebony-skinned demigoddess flashed her citrine eyes on me, a warning look. I couldn’t act like I was slowing us down or Rithi would think I was trying to stall my payment. I could only treasure my time with Kora as long as it took to destroy the amulet, and that was. I had an idea that if I ever rose too high on the corporate ladder, I’d never actually get to leave work, only leave the building.I checked my phone as I walked by Winter’s apartment. It was 6:34. I took a deep breath but didn’t calm myself down. I glared at the number 1 mounted on her door. I would cut her out. Let her die on the vine. I walked straight into my apartment door when it refused to open. It was locked. I banged my fist.“Back to finish--” Winter was surprised to see I wasn’t at her. That probably would be the most we would find."But why is she pinned to her grave?" my mind echoed to my partner Spirits. "How would mortals do that," went out as I continued musing. "Binding a Spirit was something only group of Spirits were able to do so why couldn't she leave her body behind?"Marilyn reminded us when a Spirit is bound, they can't speak. "Sara's Spirit has talked to you Will. She's not bound in any way I know about. But she does appear somehow to be tied to her grave, unable.