Failure for Failure

“I suppose we’re even, one for one,” Angelus said.

Flavia concentrated on gathering the hem of her stalla just so, arranging it so it sat neatly over her tunica. She tucked her bulla inside the front neckline of the stalla and reached up to check her hair. She was ignoring him, but he didn’t care.

“A failure for a failure. I failed to bring the shape-changer, and you failed to bring the fire-wielder. Luckily for the both of us, we have another chance,” Angelus continued blithely. “At least, that’s what Old Master tells me. What have you seen?”