He looked sheepish. “I tried to tell you.”
“Okay,” I said defensively, “so if she is an angel, how could she have been in my room as a statue? She’s standing right there.” I glanced at her again. It didn’t matter that the argument I was making was as stupid as the question. Ariel wasn’t put off by my outburst.
“Miss Fischer, I need you to get over this. We have important problems, and I need your help. It was discovered just this morning that we have an angel missing. And if I’m right, the scrolls Gary is deciphering could hold the key to letting souls out of their holding cells. That can’t be allowed to happen,” Ackerman said.