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“I second what Ice said,” Caden ical protections on the book?” Duke asked

“Of course Against anyone ined a human would know of the book’s existence, much less that I had it The only way she could know is if she’s Mathias’s pawn I worryWhat if he has the diary now? What will he do to her?” Braolden hair

Marrok planted a friendly hand on Bram’s shoulder “Use your bond to find her”

With a shake of his golden hair, Brahed in frustration “I can’t and I don’t understand why I should be able toIt’s confounding me”

“You touched her, aye?” Marrok asked “Did you not use your powers to read her mind?”

“Yesand no I could read her body with hts I’ve never encountered such a wohed “What the devil should we do now?”

Panic? Caden kept the thought to himself

“Not to add to our problems, but have you seen this?” Duke slid a newspaper in the middle of Bram’s desk The bold black headline screamed Supernatural Forces Battle in South London Tunnel

Bra No one takes that rubbish seriously”

Not true Back ho Neere addicted to the paper’s iinative stories They were more creative than The National Enquirer’s

“That s to a reporter naly close to the truth Most news outlets wrote off the battle with Mathias as a foiled terrorist act, a gang initiation, or the work of aclash between powerful factions within ed “How the bloody hell does she even know there’s a ickind know of Mathias’s return”

Though Caden had eschewed ickind’s existence a secret fros at the stake weren’t distant memories for a society whose citizens often lived to be one thousand The seventeenth century was, relatively speaking, last year No one was naďve enough to think that technology was any insurance policy against genocide People still killed what they didn’t understand

“I consulted Peers and People of Magickind before co here I found no mention of her,” Duke said “She is no witch, nor is she mated to a wizard”

“Human? Mayhap she’s one of Mathias’s soulless ested

“If Mathias wanted to influence humanity, he wouldn’t take over a tabloid reporter’sa hu like an undead Anarki The other hu cadavers”

“So she’s fully huhtfully well inforlared at hi her inforickind and would celebrate its end”

“Me?” Caden juic, true, but I would never advocateyou all wouldhiickind?”

Duke nodded, the cooler head prevailing “He’s right”

Muttering, Ice backed away Barely

Turning back to the newspaper, Duke went on, “Whoever she is, she’s dangerous The rest of the article is equally disturbing ‘The bodies discovered in the tunnel are decoiven their recent deaths’ ”

“This is no secret” Marrok waved his words away “The rel with fleas”

“Listen further,” Duke barked “ ‘Out of This Realunpowder, suggesting they so left behind as a e It appears as if they were actually ht due to evil ,” said Bram

But even he didn’t sound convinced Caden winced

Duke shook his head “Here’sto an anonymous source, there’s asocial injustice in theto tear down the establishment and replace it with his version of anarchy’ ”

Caden shook his head Poor ical bastards

“Who is this anonyers together with quiet concern “Ms Blair clailed in this ical war’ ”

“A witch?” Ice spat “Who knows so much?”

Caden’s heart stuttered and adrenaline charged “Anka”

“Or perhaps any of the other hter,” Ice pointed out “But itch in her right mind would spill sensitive secrets to a bloody reporter?”

Who knew? Still“It could be Anka,” Caden insisted

And possibly the first clue Caden had discovered to her whereabouts in a fortnight

“Whoever her source, Sydney Blair knows there’s a ickind, that we’re at war, and that Mathias is supposedly fighting the Social Order,” Duke insisted

“The moment anyone actually listens, humanity will hunt us It’ll make the Inquisition seeh his disheveled golden hair and continued to pace “And if Mathias reads this, her life er We must handle this situation iainst his desk The h the office’s open shutters, showing just howHe sed, then pinned a wily gaze on Caden that made his blood freeze “I knoe can deal with Ms Blair You’ve worked at a newspaper”

Caden sent hilance “So?”

“Offer your services as a photographer and shut her up, before she reveals anything et involved “Why don’t you visit her and do that wizardtrick of yours?”