+ DAY FOUR +
Plink! Plink! Plink!
Ro stomped into his room. “If you make that noise one more time I’m going to shove those pieces somewhere you’re really not going to like.”
“What, this noise?” Keefe asked, jingling the four weird bits of twisted silver and gold that Ro had brought him back from Candleshade.
He’d been trying to fit them together for hours.
In fact, he’d been ready to throw them across the room. But now that he knew the noise annoyed Ro . . .
“Sorry,” he told her. “I need to find out what these are, and since someone isn’t letting me get out of bed, it’s not like I have anything else to do.”
Plink! Plink! Plink! Plink! Plink!
Ro’s groan rattled the walls.