I shook my head in a reflex action to clear the confusion. I was sitting on a bench at the edge of the park, and Diesel was squatting in front of me, holding my hands. The line of his mouth was tight with anger, his eyes showed concern. "Are you okay?" he asked. "I don't know. " The truth is, I felt okay, but Diesel looked worried and a little shaken, and his anxiety was infectious. "Do you know your name?" "Lizzy. " "Do you know how you got here?" "No. " "You were with Wulf, " Diesel said. "Oh yeah. Now I remember. " I looked down at my hands. "Am I burned? Do I have blisters anywhere?" "The parts of you I can see look okay. I'd rather wait and examine the rest of you at home so I can take my time. Right now, we need to get moving. I'm illegally parked. " "You're supposed to be a powerful Unmentionable. Can't you cloak your car in an invisibility shield? Can't you make the sign disappear from the handicap parking space?" Diesel tugged me down the path to the sidewalk. "No, but I can make you wish you were nicer to me. " I looked up and down Boylston Street, but I didn't see Diesel's SUV. "Where's your car?" "I swapped it out. I was getting a migraine from the monkey smell. " The only car illegally parked was a black Porsche turbo. "You swapped it out for a turbo?" Diesel opened the passenger-side door for me. "Gwen takes whatever is available and fits me. " He angled himself behind the wheel and pulled into traffic. "Where do the cars come from?" "I don't know. I never get an answer when I ask, so I've stopped asking. " "Wulf is living in one of the high-rise condos bordering the park. He had his own elevator, so I'm guessing it's a penthouse. " "That sounds like Wulf. " "It was nice. Beautiful art on the walls and elegant furniture. And Wulf wasn't terrible. He was very quiet and civil, but there's something about him that frightens me. " "Maybe it's because he burned you, and he kills people. " Diesel took the road through the park and turned toward Storrow Drive. "How did it go with your dad last night?" "It was good except for the mashed potatoes. " Diesel cut his eyes to me. "Carl wanted to sit at the table and eat with us, " I told him. "So I fixed him a plate of steak and green beans and mashed potatoes. " "You didn't try to get him to eat mashed potatoes with a fork, did you?" did you?" "Yeah. " "Been there, done that, " Diesel said. "Anyway, everything else was nice, and it was great to see my dad. I miss my family, and I wouldn't mind living closer, but I don't miss northern Virginia. " Diesel hit the entrance to Storrow and went from zero to seventy in about three seconds. Traffic was all coming into the city, and we were leaving the city. "I was waiting for you in front of your house, " Diesel said. "I didn't expect you to come out the back door. " "I didn't want to wake my dad. " Diesel's brows knit together. "I usually sense Wulf. I don't know how I missed him this morning. " "It wasn't Wulf. It was Hatchet. He stun-gunned me and brought me to Wulf's penthouse. Why didn't you just read my mind?" Diesel grinned. "You don't actually think I can read your mind, do you?" "No. Of course not. That would be ridiculous. " I gave up a sigh. "How do you always know what I'm thinking if you can't read my mind?" Diesel slowed for traffic, changing lanes for the Tobin Bridge. "Lucky guess?" I wasn't sure what I hated more . . . Thinking Diesel could read my mind, or knowing I was so transparent he always knew what was in my head. "Anything happen in Wulf's condo that I should know about?" Diesel asked. "It turns out there are four charms. Wulf wants me to find the fourth one. I said I was working with you, and he said it didn't matter. He said it'll come down to a deal and a roll of the dice. " "Why doesn't Wulf have Hatchet find the fourth charm?" "I don't know. Maybe he thinks it'll go faster with two people looking. At any rate, you apparently need all four charms to find the real Stone, and Wulf's determined to find the Stone. " "Do you have any idea who that fourth charm holder might be?" Diesel asked. "Yes. Do you?" He nodded. "Yep. I'm guessing it's serial mom. " That was my guess, too. She wasn't at the reading of the will, but she was in the photo with the other charm holders. And she started having children at the right time. "I need to get to the bakery, " I told Diesel. "I'll be done around noon, and we can go talk to Melody. I imagine mornings are chaos in her house anyway. "