"Fine…" Elsie smirked wickedly, savoring Daisy's defiance. "Duck her again."
"No—wait!" Daisy shouted.
Elsie raised a brow, amused. "Oh? You ready to talk now?"
"Yes—yes… just let me—let me catch my breath…" Daisy coughed violently, chest heaving.
Elsie's expression hardened. "I see what you're doing. You're stalling."
"I'm not…" Daisy rasped. "There's just too much water in my lungs…" another coughing fit shook her.
Elsie rolled her eyes, impatient. "Throw her back in."
"No, don't—Violet's not here!" Daisy blurted in desperation.
Elsie leaned down until they were eye-to-eye, her face twisted with vindictive satisfaction. "Exactly. Then where is she?"
"In a place far away," Daisy whispered hoarsely. "I can't tell you. I've been spelled not to. You have to believe me."
"Bullshit," Elsie laughed. "You think I'm stupid because you and your little squad embarrassed me last time. Not happening again." She flicked her fingers. "Do it."
