her torch came back to life . someone grabbed my arm from behind , stopping me . his words were getting past her hands . no one , not even his servants , was allowed in his personal lair without his permission . i nod and watch the second hand of the clock . `` can you tell me the number on the card he used ? '' the wind felt amazing against my wings , and i watched the city lights dance below me as i headed toward the country . he was very specific and i dont mind getting dirty at all . 