Em read Jag is with me, hurtand the words hit like one of Nina's kicks, and she barely saw the rest of the text until she remembered how to breathe. When she did, a chill ran through her spine and frosted over the feelings she didn't have time to get lost in. She pulled a tunic on over the cami and leggings she'd been painting in and grabbed her bag on the way to Jag's room.

Rather than tear the room apart looking for the box and its mirror, she pulled out her cards and threw a quick spread. She got a glimpse of Jag looking in the mirror and shutting it up again to toss on his bed, and then a better look at where it had ended up later, and sure enough, that was where she found it. To be on the safe side, Em picked the box up with a scarf she had in her bag – not the one Jag had given her – gave a quick shake to confirm her vision that the mirror was still inside, and tied the corners of the scarf to drop in her bag so she could head to the museum.