A book launched off the shelf behind them. Spine-first, like someone had grabbed it and hurled it across the library with intent.
It hit the stone floor fifteen feet away with a crack that echoed.
Gav's head snapped towards the sound. The shimmer was hovering over the book.
He looked at Serena. She was staring at the shimmer, her body rigid, her hands flat on the table.
Gav:Don't acknowledge it. I think he wants that.
He pushed the mindlink to her fast and quiet, like sliding a note across the table.
Serena's eyes flicked to him. Her expression said, very clearly, that is not helpful.
The heat signature appeared next to her, inches away. The air beside her left shoulder warped and compressed, and Gav watched the distortion sharpen into something that was almost a silhouette.
Serena screamed.
