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arguing,” Dean told the young Keeper calmly. “You said it’s going to take some time-that means you’ll be there for a while?” Diana shrugged. “Yeah, but . . .”
    “So you can’t just rush in all unprepared.”
    “I guess not.”
    “You’ll have to pack.”
    Claire twisted around until she could see his face. “We have everything here .
    . .”

    “It’ll still take time.” He glanced over at the old school clock hanging on the wall in the kitchen. “It’s past eleven now. It’ll be close to midnight when you’re ready to leave. By the time you get to the mall, you’ve both already been up for what-sixteen, seventeen hours? You’ll be facing whoever created this thing when you’re tired. You won’t be thinking as quickly or as clearly. The bad guys could win before you even get started and then where’s the world? Up sh . . . the creek without a paddle.” Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly, holding Claire’s gaze with his, lacing the fingers of his right hand through the fingers of her left. “You’ve got to weigh the delay against going in tired and unprepared. You should sleep tonight and go in tomorrow morning.”
    Diana opened her mouth to deliver a blistering reply, and snapped it shut again as Austin said, “He’s right.”
    “He’s a Bystander!”
    “And I’m a cat, so listen up.” He climbed from Claire’s lap up onto the table, leaving sweaty paw prints on the polished wood. “Going in tired and unprepared is a good way to get our collective butts kicked but, more importantly, going in tonight gives the advantage to the other side.”
    “You mean the Otherside?” Diana sniped.
    “Don’t interrupt. Two Keepers and two cats head into an empty mall in the middle of the night and we might as well call first to tell them we’re coming. There’s no way even the most idiotic, written for television, evil overlord isn’t going to notice something like that. The moment we cross over, BAM! And that’s if we’re lucky. We all know there’s a whole lot worse than BAM waiting out there.“
    “No, we don’t.” Ears saddled, Sam sat down on Diana’s foot. “What’s worse than BAM?”
    “Splat. Crunch. Grind. Chew.” When no one seemed inclined to argue, Austin continued. “We get a good night’s sleep and go in tomorrow morning with all the other shoppers, hiding in plain sight. We slip across with no one the wiser, you two close down the segue, and we’re home by lunch.”
    “Lunch?”
    Austin snorted. “Okay, it’s a metaphorical lunch some days in the future.”
    “Look, it’s my Summons,” Diana protested, tumbling Sam off her foot and jerking her chair away from the table. She had a strong suspicion that had come out sounding whinier than she’d intended.
    “You came here for help,” Claire reminded her. “You were there, in the mall; is there a chance the copy will be matched up before morning?”
    “No. But . . .”
    “Then I vote we wait. But you’re right.” She raised the hand not holding Dean’s in surrender. “It’s your Summons. Only you can make the final decision.”

    “Don’t patronize me.”
    “Then stop acting so childish. When you got here, you were willing to stop for a sandwich, and now you’re set on charging in where angels fear to tread.”
    “Angels don’t fear much,” Sam began, caught sight of Austin’s expression, and decided he’d rather be under the table.
    Diana folded her arms and just managed to stop her lip from curling. Knowing they were right didn’t help. “All right, fine. We’ll go in the morning.”
    “Fine.”
    “Good.”
    “And now that’s settled, I’m going to bed.” Austin stepped from the table to Claire’s lap to the floor, glaring at Dean on the way by. “These days, if I don’t stake my claim early, all the good spots are taken.”
    “We’ll be there in a few minutes,” Claire told him, her tone very nearly making the words a warning.
    “Oh, joy.” He stopped, one paw in