Anna smacked her hand against her forehead. “Okay, so not only did I think warlocks were supposed to be ugly but I thought they were supposed to be scary too. You two are like Luke and Bo Duke. At any moment I just know the General is going to show up, and you’re both going to slide in through the windows.”
Jewel couldn’t help but laugh at Anna’s description of the warlock pair. She was right on.
Z and Sly looked at each other and some sort of unspoken communication happened. They both nodded and then looked back at Anna and Jewel.
“Our wheelers want scary,” Sly said.
“Then we’ll give them scary,” Z finished.
The alley around them seemed to grow darker, as though someone had turned down the dimming switch. But that wasn’t what had chills crawling down Jewel’s spine. Both warlock males
