I rolled my eyes and decided to let it go. “Okay then. I want to talk to Pierce to find out how capturing your coven went. What’s his number?”
“You can’t call him. The police are looking for you. If you called him, the number would be traced and they’d be here before you could hang up the phone.”
“Then I’ll have to go see him in person,” I snarled.
Schroder looked at me disapprovingly. “How am I supposed to go with you to do that? Pierce is on the hunt for me, too.”
“Then I’ll go by myself, and you can follow me.”
Schroder looked at me. Then he looked away. He had to think about it. He tried to get up, pulled on my handcuffs, and brought me up with him as he began pacing the room, dragging me in tow.
“Stop it,” I shouted after I had been taken on two full circuits of the room and bas
