"If he smites me, my mother will make his life hell," Jamie said. Glancing over at his father and squeezing his hand, he added, "Not that I'm going to run off and tempt fate, but still. She would."
Anthony jerked suddenly, sending his coffee cup crashing to the floor. "Here," he said faintly. "Sorry, that happens sometimes, I'll clean it before I go." He got a marker out of his pocket, circling a block in thick lines of black ink. "It's mostly abandoned apartments, which makes sense, in a twisted way. No one would think to go in there."