“Noooo, no no, he’s not staying here,” Marcie said adamantly. “No no! I’m not waiting for him to come back and take vengeance on me! He has to go!” If it was up to her, she would be mailing him to Alaska or dropping him on a garbage barge until he disappeared forever. She wasn’t going to babysit a dead immortal ever again. “Once Tragos is here, he’ll know what to do.” She had to hold on to that. Tragos knew these things better than she did.