break into someone's email? She didn't know the first thing about hacking. She wracked her brain for every movie and television reference she could think of. Hadn't Sandra Bullock played a hacker once? How had she done it?

Before she could dwell on the fact that she was using a nineties B-list thriller as a reference point, the page finished loading. Ellen's username automatically popped into the login box. Her password popped into the box below it.

Georgia blinked. "Holy shit." Thank god for auto-fill. She hit the _enter_ button on the keyboard.

Ellen's inbox flashed onscreen. Georgia scanned down the list of messages. She grabbed the mouse and scrolled down, kept scrolling. Work, work, spam, work...

Well, here was something.

Georgia clicked on a message titled "Lone Mountain Rental Confirmation." An emailgoing out like this. _Think, you crazy bitch. THINK._

The way to the front door was blocked. So was the narrow hall to her bedroom. Georgia scanned the rest of the room. Her eye fell on the freshly-installed bay window. She groaned inwardly.

Mrs. Ha was going to kill her.

Kristof seemed to realize what she had in mind. He lunged forward, eyes wide. "Wait! Don't—"

Georgia tuned him out. Her vision tunneled. Her magic surged. She focused it into a single, blinding beam, and blasted out the window.

Everything after that seemed to happen in slow-motion. She dodged the first man that came for her, slithered past the reach of the second. She was dimly aware of the others racing forward. Then she turned and dove headfirst through the gaping window.

The frigid