I’m pleased. Molly is justly suspicious, and plotting a way to keep the information she’d discovered in her hands, since she can’t trust either her lover or his first lieutenant not to make it disappear. Creeping evil is floating around in droves, just waiting for the chance to slaughter both Molly and Lauren. And the fate of an entire chain of worlds dangles three inches from doom.
And — cheery thought — I’m about to roll over page 100, and to finish Chapter 4 at the same time. This is a good thing.
