Mom's face told me everything I needed to know. Sure, she'd been all official and supportive when the Enforcers were around, when the Council demanded an emergency meeting and we were presented as heroes, my friends and me. But now, hours later, in the wee dawn of an approaching new day with no one around to see it, she didn't look happy.
Nope. Not happy at all.
"What were you thinking?" She faced down Uncle Frank first, shaking she was so furious.
"We did what we had to do," he said.
"This was none of your business." Mom slashed the air with one hand, face mottled red, shoulders so tight I was worried she might snap in half.
"Wrong." Sunny stepped forward, cold and beautiful. "This was every bit our business. Those vampires are our responsibility."
Mom drew a breath. "Fine, perhaps them." She glared back and forth between them. "But you had no right dragging Syd into this mess with you."