"Then try it again, damn it." I was this close to beating Sidney senseless. The man was worse than useless.
We all knelt around Stretch's limp body on the living room floor. She'd been out for almost an hour. Guide Extraordinaire was doing nothing to bring his daughter back. He was about to get chucked off our penthouse roof.
He mumbled some more words under his breath. Laid his hands against Stretch's belly. Her limbs danced and twitched as the power shot through her.
"Her face! It got that eyebrow thing," Tove shouted. "Do it again."
"What eyebrow thing?" Tag asked as he got down in Stretch's face. "I didn't see anything happen."
"That thing she does when she's annoyed or trying to ignore us. The eyebrow thing." He wiggled his own eyebrows.
Tag and I looked at each other.