Landing in jail was not how I expected to spend the rest of the night. Nope. I had imagined some horizontal mambo with a certain uber-hot giant. Instead, I find myself stuck in a ten-by-ten cell, hungry and with a serious need to pee every hour, with only the cold stone walls and the occasional cockroach as my companions. I'm trapped in the bowels of the Gray Council building. And I don't know if I'll ever get out. So when Darius--a.k.a Gray Council...