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"Hello, there I’ve been expecting you"

It was a sliet Caul

Emma summoned flames that shot from her palms with the sound of a whip-crack "Tell us where the yht spare your life!"

Startled, the man spun around in his chair Whatstartled us, too: below his wide eyes, his face was a ruin of ht--and it couldn’t have been hiether In his two hands he held a mechanical pencil and a s

Warren

"Gee, you wouldn’t hurt old Warren, would you?" Caul’s voice again, co froh it wouldn’t matter much if you did He’s onlyfearfully at the fla around

"Never h the speaker "What hted! It’s so ot a whole army of peculiars on their way!" Eates is just the tip of the spear Tell us where the ymbrynes are and maybe we can settle this peacefully!"

"Arht-ready peculiars left in London to forade, much less an army As for your pathetic yladly show you where they are Warren, would you do the honors?"

Warren pushed a button on the remote in his hand, and with a loud whoosh a panel slid aside in the wall to one side of us Behind it was a second wall ulfed in shadow

We pressed against the glass, cupping our hands around our faces to see Gradually, there calected bases and heavy drapes and hue postures, many of which appeared, like the spare parts on Warren’s desk, to have been stripped of their skin

Oh God what’s he done to the

"That’s Miss Glassbill!" Emma cried, and then I saw her, too She sat in a chair off to one side,down either side of her head We pounded on the glass and called to her, but she merely stared, in a daze, unresponsive to our shouts

"What have you done to her?" I shouted "Why won’t she answer?"