"I guess," she admitted. Hayley dropped her arms down to her sides in completion of her stretching, then lifted one hand to scratch idly at her hair. It was an unconscious gesture associated with nervousness in her thinking. She was considering walking away, letting the conversation end and wandering off to go find Skulduggery. Her concern was that she had not intrigue Solomon enough. Lex had been easy; Jason too. Solomon seemed harder to impress or please and the last thing she wanted of him was to be forgotten.

Except then he was saying the exact words she wanted to hear, as if she had written the lines for him. A chill ran the length of her spine as she adopted the same devious smile. If he was paying close attention, he might notice the tension in her shoulders and the brightening of her eyes, excitement apparent in her entire appearance. The girl ignored the inherent skepticism that came with such perfection in favor of reckless abandon and renewed interest.

"Okay." She tilted her head. "What do I do?"