“I’m sure you’re both enjoying being cryptic,” Tara sat down next to me and stretched her legs across me territorially. “But what, precisely, should the cigarettes have given away?”
“You know what they used to call matches in the First World War?” I asked her.
“I’m the leader of a pack of wolves, Kate, not a secondary school history teacher.”
Elise looked worried. I was glad she hadn’t backslid on the whole showing emotion thing. “I’m afraid I also fail to comprehend the reference, Miss Kane”.
I didn’t want to say it aloud. I also didn’t have much choice. “Lucifers.”
And shedidsay she was going to ask me for a favour at some point.
Well fuck.