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“Four o’clock”

I grih Seven hours Jesus”

“How about you come up for air?”

My shoulders sag We’ve gotten no closer to discovering what killed Mr Jaain “I wish I could People are dying in this city, and I need to get to the bottom of it”

“Your nobility is one of your traits I have a love/hate relationship with I admire your dedication to what you believe in, but I hate how often it takes you away from my side”

I run my hand over his jaw “Soon we’ll carve out time for us” I pull his face to ood-bye

“Where are you headed next?” he asks with a resigned sigh

“I have a hunch I need to play”

He studies me carefully “That’s not an answer”

“I’ to contact Halcyon and see if she’ll meet me”

He tenses I hold up a finger and swish it back and forth “Ah Don’t say it It’s witch to witch, no vampire politics necessary or wanted”

He shakes his head “Would it matter if I told you not to?”

“Right now?” I suck air between my teeth

“Go But be safe, and keep your GPS tracking on” His words are pinched and his jaw clenches and releases rhyths he wants to say It takes a lot for hiood intentions Sloe’re finding our way together

“Of course”