'' maybe not so much . '' '' look , i ca n't go to a company and say i 'll only do seventy-six thousand dollars worth of work because i need only seventy-six thousand dollars this year . they 'd think i was a fool and hire someone else . i have to charge top dollar , or they wo n't think i 'm good enough to
hire

nix and claire and nothing . that was when claire realized they were standing in a cemetery . it should n't have mattered . nothing did , but the second she caught the name on the closest tombstone , claire 's brain switched back on . evan sykes . eleven . even though claire did n't care about the real world , even though she was n't a part of it , even though the fade was her world now - she could n't help reading the words on the
tombstone

he already has too many . '' he shouldered simon out of the way and caught the ball on his own knee . '' you 're infuriating , '' simon said . '' good . i 'm fulfilling my role as your nemesis . '' '' you 're not my nemesis . the humdrum is . '' '' hmmm , '' baz said , letting the ball drop and kicking it back to
simon