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My gaze swept the bedrooed other than the faint layer of dust now coating most of the shiny surfaces It was obviously the maid’s week off
I walked across to the wardrobe, pushed open the double doors, and discovered ener shoes and dresses, all the expensive but old-fashioned one As were the sideboards Only theacross htly
"Well, shit" I stopped several feet inside the room and thrust ain"
And while Azriel ht have told me to stop with the self-recrier out instead of ing in self-pity, Lauren ht not have escaped us so easily
"She one too far She is too involved in whatever the other dark sorcerer has planned to run"
I glanced at him "You read her mind?"
"No But she obviously held Lucian’s full confidence, and the standing stone we found in that storage locker ultiuess it’s unfortunate the locker is destroyed" As was the woht in the blast that had razed the entire building and killed at least a half dozen other people
Of course, while I had no doubt that the body found in the s to Genevieve Sands, the question that had to be answered as it the sa the place, or had we interviewed soe place ht have been destroyed, but it is possible the one at the Razan’s place remains," Azriel coiven Lucian is dead?"
"If they were Lucian’s Razan, then no, they would not"
"We should check"
"Yes" His gazean echo of the frustration that ran through et surveillance in here"
"Possibly I want to see him anyway, because I want to check the surveillance tapes for the storage unit"
Azriel frowned "Why?"
"So the receptionist said before she died strikes me as odd"
"She didn’t say ht not have said aze "Why would she say that? The only other time she sahen ent in there to check out the storage locker that first ti"
"That is true," Azriel said "But you are not the only face shifter in Melbourne And remember, the sorcerer is more than likely a face shifter"
"Yeah, but he’s male He shouldn’t be able to take on the form of a female"
"‘Shouldn’t’ doesn’t mean he can’t"
Unfortunately, that was all too true I scanned the roo at the base of the wardrobe that had held all the , I walked over and bent to pick it up It was an elongated, hexagon-shaped cuff link, the setting thick gold that bore intricate scrollith a huge sapphire do its center I didn’t know much about cuff links, but I knew my stones, and this one orth a fortune It wasn’t new, either, because the fixed back showed signs of wear I turned it around Two initials – RJ – and underneath the letters sat what looked like a half-moon I held it up so Azriel could see it
He raised an eyebrow "And this will help us how?"
"It’s handmade, and there’s a maker’s mark on the back" I tucked it into my purse "If we can track the ive us the details of the person they sold the shots were all we really had
"Shall we head to the Razans’ place next?"
"I guess" I walked back across the rooh?"
"We question theain "If they are alive, then soht ihted"
I glanced up and aze "Do you really think that’s possible?"
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