Skulduggery nodded to Gabriel. "We left the van back at the cinema, but that shouldn't be a problem. I've been missing my car."
"It won't fit all of us," Valkyrie objected. "It'll only take five, and even that's a tight squeeze."
"We'll manage." Skulduggery went quiet for a moment, contemplating the best course of action. Ghastly would want his van back, no doubt, but Guild and the Cleavers would be waiting there. An agent might be stationed at Skulduggery's house - which, if he'd taught Valkyrie anything, would be the Bentley's location - but that agent would mostly be for reconnaissance, and should be easy to shake. Which meant... "Tanith, Ghastly, if you two could stay behind. You have the most plausible deniablity if Guild finds you."
"That's comforting," Ghastly murmured. "Maybe he'll just lock us up then."
"Nonsense. He doesn't have any evidence of anything." Of course, that hadn't stopped the Grand Mage in the past, but Skulduggery continued on before either Ghastly or Tanith could argue that particular point. "Once we get there, Fletcher can teleport the two of you to us. I assume it's in the same place as before," he directed at China.
"The same tree, yes," she nodded. "But a different sigil. Much more sophisticated, for one thing." Her tone made it clear that whoever had placed the last sigil was far from satisfactory, though Skulduggery had a sneaking suspicion that China herself had crafted it back in the early days of the war. "It's also in a different place. But I imagine you'll be able to find it without my help."
"You imagine correctly." Skulduggery turned to Ghastly. 300 miles, putting the journey at just under three hours, if he remembered correctly. "Meet Fletcher here in three hours?"
Ghastly smiled wryly. "If we're able to, we'll be here."
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"It won't fit all of us," Valkyrie objected. "It'll only take five, and even that's a tight squeeze."
"We'll manage." Skulduggery went quiet for a moment, contemplating the best course of action. Ghastly would want his van back, no doubt, but Guild and the Cleavers would be waiting there. An agent might be stationed at Skulduggery's house - which, if he'd taught Valkyrie anything, would be the Bentley's location - but that agent would mostly be for reconnaissance, and should be easy to shake. Which meant... "Tanith, Ghastly, if you two could stay behind. You have the most plausible deniablity if Guild finds you."
"That's comforting," Ghastly murmured. "Maybe he'll just lock us up then."
"Nonsense. He doesn't have any evidence of anything." Of course, that hadn't stopped the Grand Mage in the past, but Skulduggery continued on before either Ghastly or Tanith could argue that particular point. "Once we get there, Fletcher can teleport the two of you to us. I assume it's in the same place as before," he directed at China.
"The same tree, yes," she nodded. "But a different sigil. Much more sophisticated, for one thing." Her tone made it clear that whoever had placed the last sigil was far from satisfactory, though Skulduggery had a sneaking suspicion that China herself had crafted it back in the early days of the war. "It's also in a different place. But I imagine you'll be able to find it without my help."
"You imagine correctly." Skulduggery turned to Ghastly. 300 miles, putting the journey at just under three hours, if he remembered correctly. "Meet Fletcher here in three hours?"
Ghastly smiled wryly. "If we're able to, we'll be here."