[image error] Something moved in the dark. Pete started, dropping the leather journal she’d been holding. “Val?” It was too dark to see. Had she imagined it? No—another shuffling step out of the shadows, revealing the dim outline of someone huge filling the space between the row of shelves. “Icarus,” he said in a great deep voice. Pete screamed. The others came running, pulling up short when they saw the shape of the giant man. He stumbled, catching the top of a shelf to steady himself. “Icarus,” he said...