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saucers.
    â€œHighway robbery,” Éléonore said.
    â€œHe’s the only source of blood for Edgers, unless we do a person-to-person transfusion.” Charlotte shrugged. “It’s just money.” She could always make more.
    â€œDo you want us to leave?” Daisy asked again.
    â€œI have to meet him and get the blood, but if you don’t mind waiting, I can work on Tulip when I come back.” She was tired, but she couldn’t very well send Tulip out with one cheek clear and the other pockmarked with acne.
    Daisy pursed her lips. Tulip pulled on her sleeve. The older sister sighed. “We’ll wait.”
    â€œPlease make yourself welcome,” Charlotte said. “There is tea and snacks in the fridge. I’ll be back in half an hour or so.”
    The girls went into the kitchen.
    â€œThank you for doing this for him,” Éléonore said.
    â€œIt will help him heal. Like you said, he’s family.” Charlotte smiled and pulled a medical dictionary off the shelf. In the hollowed-out space inside lay her cash reserve. She plucked the stack of twenties and counted out five hundred. “Will you keep an eye on him?”
    â€œOf course. Charlotte, take a gun.”
    â€œIt’s just down the road.”
    Ã‰léonore shook her head. “You never know. I don’t have a good feeling about this. Take a gun just in case.”
    Charlotte took a rifle from the wall, chambered a round, and hugged Éléonore.
    â€œI’ll be back.”
    â€œOf course.”
    Charlotte went outside, crossed the lawn, and got into the truck. The truck had belonged to Rose, and she had finally learned to drive it last year. It lacked the elegance of the Adrianglian phaetons, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.
    She turned the key. The engine started. There was something about Richard’s face that called to her. She wasn’t sure if it was the handsome masculine lines or the fiery intensity in his eyes. Or maybe it was because he thought she was beautiful. Whatever it was, she had become invested in his survival. She wanted to see him open his eyes again and hear him speak. Most of all, she wanted him to safely recover.
    Five hundred was a small price to pay for that.

TWO
    Ã‰LÉONORE checked Richard’s pulse. It was even. Charlotte was a miracle worker, and the poor girl had no idea. Most people in her place would be rolling around in money. None was more desperate than a mother with a sick child or a husband with a dying wife. They’d give you their last dollar. But Charlotte healed them all for a pittance and acted like she was nothing special.
    They had done something to her in the Weird. She was like a bird who’d had her wings broken once, and wasn’t willing to take the risk and try flying again. She fought against wealth and recognition on purpose, as if she was hiding. She never said from who or why. Éléonore sighed. Well, she, for one, was content to let her have a safe corner of the Edge to hide in.
    A knock made her turn. Daisy and Tulip stood in the doorway.
    â€œI’ve got a call from work,” Daisy said. “They want me to come in. Is it okay if I bring Tulip by tonight instead? Do you think Charlotte would mind?”
    â€œI don’t think she would. Go on. Work’s more important.” Éléonore smiled.
    â€œThank you,” Daisy said.
    â€œThank you,” Tulip echoed.
    She was such a sweet, shy girl. “Don’t worry. Charlotte will clear your face right up.”
    â€œDo we need you to move the stones?” Daisy asked.
    That’s what living in the Broken does to you,
Éléonore thought. Daisy had no clue how basic magic worked and wanted nothing to do with it. “No, the stones only prevent someone from coming in. Once you’re in, you can move them or just step over them to go out.”
    â€œThank you!” Daisy said again. The girls went out.