"There's no fire in the library? Are you sure about that?" My voice trembles with barely contained rage. This is the 3rd time my plan has failed. Third time.
"Um, yeah. I fucking am sure about it. I can see, you know. The library looks fine. No fire, no flames. "Nothing," Kevin's muffled voice informs me.
And I grow more restless. The library was supposed to go up in flames by now. No. It should have burnt down entirely. But, apparently, it doesn't seem to even have a hint of fire grazing it.
Fuck. How will I lure Lyra out if the library doesn't burn? How will I have her by my side if she doesn't come out of whatever hole she's crawled up alongside that bastard of a man?
If I'm correct, then Lyra can come out of that place if she wishes too. That guy didn't seem like he would say no to her. I mean, who can even say no to her? She hasn't heard that word from any man in her entire life.
