I stayed with Jack as we hurried on, his ability to walk setting our pace. I could tell Josephine was growing increasingly impatient, but there wasn't much to be done about it.
Several times we were forced to stop and turn back or dodge down an alleyway or side street to avoid pursuit. And at the first sight of a policeman, Vasek steered us clear as quickly as possible. We'd traveled only a short distance, but had taken so many twists and turns on our journey I personally was hopelessly lost.
We had only just paused at a corner to wait for a pair of black clad bobbies to pass us by when I heard someone shout my name, as if from a great distance. I jumped at it, wondering why the others looked at me oddly until I understood the person calling for me was in my head.
I eased off the wards I'd set around my mind in time for the next shout to hit me full force, making me wince.