Chapter 50
“Can you help him?” Greg asked. He leaned forward on the small round conference table they were all sitting at. Dr. Davidson’s office was large enough for the table, her desk, a chalkboard so old it actually had chalk, and enough cheap, industrial metal bookshelves to bracket the entire room. All of Aiden’s profs had offices the size of broom closets. Davidson was either truly exceptional or she’d been at the university for a very long time.
Aiden looked at her again and thought it might be both.
“Well, I don’t know yet. I’ve only just met him,” Davidson said irritably to Greg. She seemed to have decided not to like him. She put her hands together and leaned forward to peer at Aiden from across the table. “Cassandra told me that a friend of yours made you into the vessel for Aeshma to enter our world. Is that true?”
Aiden nodded, starting to feel like he was part of that seminar himself. “Yeah. I can tell you about the ritual, if you want.”