Chapter 92

The girl’s bone thin hand trembles as she reaches up and slides the hat off. She clutches it in front of herself with both hands but doesn’t look up at me. Her greasy hair is in a bun on top of her head, but not tied off with an elastic. She bows her head, causing her long, greasy locks to cascade over her back and shoulders.

“Shut the door!” Justice howls in a panic.

This can’t be real. I blink hard and look again. This girl’s hair is sparkling silver. It’s not gray or salt and pepper like an elderly person. It’s silver. That’s impossible. Isn’t it?

I reach behind me and grab the handle of my blade from my waistband, but don’t unsheathe it just yet. She is so frail I can’t see how she could be a threat. Unless…

“Oh, I see.” I keep my voice calm and authoritative. “Now, don’t be disrespectful. Always look me in the eye when I speak to you.”

When she looks at me, my heart stops. It doesn’t skip a beat. It actually stops until my mind comprehends what I’m seeing. Her hair isn’t the sta