"Good idea," Skulduggery agreed. "I'll be right over. The Sanctuary's taking custody of the Engine we do have, for the time being. I just want to be sure they know how it works. It's live, and some idiot might activate it without knowing. Would you ask Fletcher to be at the main entrance in about fifteen minutes?"

Fletcher couldn't hear Skulduggery's half of the conversation, but he knew he would probably end up Teleporting the detective over when he was finished anyway. The teenager was resigned to that. At least he wouldn't have to try Teleporting the Bentley again; those had really been the scariest few minutes of his life.

"Thank you for your help, Anton," Skulduggery added. "I imagine you'll get good karma for this. Gabriel can always put in a good word with his Father. All you have to do is ask."

And he hung up.