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We had left Christopher behind at the Keep It was the safest place for him He kne to make panacea, a vital oing loup, and the Pack would guard him and see to his every need He couldn’t really be left unsupervised
I turned to Julie She shrugged "He was sitting on our doorstep when Derek dropped me off"
"Mistress," Christopher said happily
Oh boy "Hi, Christopher" I et here?"
"I walked"
Walked The Keep was almost two hours away by vehicle How in the world did he even find us?
Christopher kept s, his alpine lake eyes blissfully empty
"Why don’t you stay for dinner?" I told him
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IT TOOK ME fifteen unk out of ave lass to an expert Unfortunately any private lab analyzingit to the cops would accorown man, a shapeshifter, and he had issues with his alpha From an outsider’s perspective, it was entirely possible that he’d simply put some time and distance between him and his problems They would look for him, but he wouldn’t exactly make it on the priority list
There was one person in the city whoto see him would make Curran’s hair stand on end and it would costBut it had to be done Ti The silver work on the scabbard was elaborate but not exactly unique, but the blade was a dead giveaway The inscription had been written via the koftgari method, where the smith scratched the blade, hammered fine flat silver wire into it, and then heated it to help the silver stick Koftgari didn’t stand up well to prolonged use and the kindjal didn’t look like a refinished antique, so it had to be a recent purchase There were two smiths in the city who could produce a weapon of that quality, and only one of therooves into the blade and filling theo and knock on Nitish’s door toht weapons from him in the past He wouldn’t like it, but he would talk to ars couldn’t be choosers Mitchell survived because Biohazard hid hieneral public I could only see hi off Biohazard wasn’t in my best interests, no houls
Aside from that, there weren’t a lot of paths we could take A few years ago I would’ve tried a locating spell, but they’ve been thoroughly discredited now Theyou on a wild-goose chase and wasting tiently over my scrapes, and looked at myself in the mirror My back had developed a lovely plu to look at it in the mirror hurt Another day, another wound