Epilogue One

Holly relaxed into her shuttle seat. LEP had come as asked, starting the long process of rounding up the now leaderless goblins. She'd told her tall tale as Artemis caught a plane to Ireland. Foaly had backed her story up without missing a beat.

Beth and her group had taken care of Moriarty and that poor little old man. Holly sighed. Her poor, poor little sister. LEPrecon's first female officer shut her eyes quickly as an unfamiliar tingling sensation started in the backs of her eyes. She fingered the scrap of paper with a New London district phone number scribbled on it. At least they could keep in touch.