"Yes. They are. You're too good for this car," Stephen growled. "You don't know anything about it! And besides, you're a book, how are you supposed to--"

Wait. What?

Stephen turned to look at the Overlord. Nope, he wasn't a book. Dammit, he'd had a Morgan moment. He'd blame the car!

"How the hell did you stop being a book?" the Etherite demanded.