Eleanor's POV
I had to think fast. "Things happen," I said with a shrug, aiming for nonchalance. "No matter how much of an expert you are, accidents occur." In my mind, I added, Just like what happened today. I ruined your evil scheme, no matter how much experience you had.
Dr. Evans gave me a thin smile. "You should be more careful next time."
"I can't make any promises."
Then Mr. Nomad stepped forward. Just two slow, deliberate steps, but it felt like a threat. I instinctively took a step back.
"Your hair," he said, his voice a low murmur. "It's completely natural. Which family are you from?"
My heart plummeted. He should not know. I could never let him know I was from the Shadowmere family.
"What kind of question is that?" I forced a light laugh. "Lots of people have naturally colored hair." I desperately needed to change the subject.
