"We can work in shifts," said Kira, "and if any of us detects the presence of the necromancer, we can

teleport back here and get the others."

"We can work in shifts," said Kira, "and if any of us detects the presence of the necromancer, we can

teleport back here and get the others."

"It still means taking a chance," said Kira.

"Not as much of a chance as we'll be taking if we're dead on our feet when we meet the Dark One," he

replied. "The runestones can replenish our energies, but not without cost. We'll need all our strength when

the time comes."

"Well, then we might as well get to it," Kira said. "We've only got a couple of days left."

"Joe! Joe Loomis!"

Loomis looked up as he heard his name called. He and Paul were just getting into the car to leave when

he saw Ginny Fairchild shouting and waving at him from behind the police lines.

"It's your reporter friend," said Paul.

"Let her through," Loomis called to the policemen. She came running toward them.

"I was afraid I'd miss you," she said.

"I've got a long night ahead of me, Ginny," he said. "I'm not trying to stonewall you, but I haven't got time

for a lot of questions now."

"Okay, then the questions can wait awhile," she said. "But I've got something you might want to know.

It's about your British friend, Cornwall."

Paul glanced at her sharply.

"What about him?" Loomis asked.

"He's not a cop," she said.

"What are you talking about?"

"He's not with Scotland Yard, Joe. He's an imposter."

Loomis frowned. "What are you trying to pull, Ginny? I checked him out. I put in a call to Chief

Inspector Blood of Scotland Yard and he vouched for him. Said he's one of their best officers."

"Well, that's very interesting," Ginny replied. "Because I know a guy who works for the B.B.C., met him

on a skiing trip, and I gave him a call to ask what he knew about this Inspector Cornwall and the black

magic killings they had over there. He's got contacts at Scotland Yard and he called a friend of his who's