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A feever, were different Those victiic on or around theround, in a coffin, one had stunk so powerfully of ates of the ce their own investigating, trying to find et their hands on an actual body If she found anything, she’d be in touch by brownie

I passed the file to Julian and then turned back to Ryu and Anyan

" What could have induced theo to the Borderlands? That’s my question," Ryu sniped

"It’s not about soot tired of being servants"

"Brownies like serving That’s what they do"

"Yes, but that doesn’t hed, watching them bicker Noas not the ti to uys After we’ve found the women, then you can hash all of this out" I kept my voice soft, but firm They’d never know that what I really wanted to do was throw the wet towel I’d set at my feet directly into their faces

Before Ryu could start arguing with me, I asked what they’d found at Edie’s apart forward She was obviously as ready to get back to work as I was "The apartment was empty and untouched It did look as if soe "

"Is she just on vacation?" I asked "Or on sabbatical or so?" Everyone looked at ly as he started typing on his laptop

"Nope, she’s scheduled for classes right now But it does say she’s taken a leave of absence"

"So, let’s go to her office See e can find," I suggested

Camille nodded Julian told us he had the address We all stood up to go, after figuring out as riding hom and whether anybody needed to call Phaedra

In the meantime, I wondered when I’d becoood

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

An hour later ere standing next to Harvard Yard, near the T-stop at the Pit, waiting for Phaedra and her harpies Apparently, she did want in on this action

When the Alfar finally showed up, the harpies had their wings wrapped around theht the of coere not in attendance

As for our recent encounter with the First Magics, we’d already decided that Phaedra didn’t need to know about the brownie, or the o, until more solid connections were made We didn’t trust her, and we didn’t need her help We just wanted to keep her and her entourage where we could see the hest herded everyone down Mass Ave toward the address we had for Edie’s office She was in one of the h the caleae swathe of grass that was the yard Cobblestone and concrete spirit paths crisscrossed the winter-dead lawn, ushering students fro It was such a peaceful, pristine facade that I could almost believe Harvard’s aura of impermeability could protect whoever lived there

Alot to the office, I stayed in back with Julian as everyone else trooped up the stairs They did soe balls at the ready I felt like I was in a movie for just a second, until the door clicked open and, once again, nothing happened

I was beginning to realize that investigating cri, coupled with hours of sitting and doing research

Except for when you get stabbed through the hand, Jane,for excitement

Edie’s office was very ee There were two rooe where she could meet with students Tons of books lined the walls, housed in floor-to-ceiling bookcases, and there was a little seating area coback leather chairs, all set around a lovely claw-footed, graceful-legged coffee table Next to the reception area was an office It was slightly more cluttered, with two desks covered in papers and books The towering bookcases were full in this room as well