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Harris shook his head.Dont mind staying here. At least I have a bed and three meals a day. Shan watched his wife, watched her working with the very people she couldnt stand to make her magic stronger, so she could win a war she never asked for, and protect her people. She was slipping away from him. And there was nothing he could do to stop it. Ive moved around a lot, says Freya, pushing her hair up like a matinee idol. The action exposes a patch of torn scalp; a perfect patch of ridged flesh, completely hairless. Violet spots it too and Catherine has to reach out and squeeze her arm to stop her commenting. Darkness bled to silence. Jerens aching body reminded her that she was still alive. Indarin lay across her and even as she groaned, he rolled aside, breathing hard. Rowan Blake …, A flicker of movement caught her eye. A shape moved around the edge of the camp, sleek and smooth, as if a shadow had broken off from the rest and circled back towards the sunsets last glimmering. Jeren followed its path through eyes still half-closed but now fully alert, and her heart thudded a little harder within her frozen chest. Instincts she had never had a need for rose within her, every nerve vibrating with a primal alarm. Serendipity chews her lip. A cold breeze lifts her hair.Hes what other shaman are fearful of, says Serendipity. “He piggy-backs the journeys of others. He seeks out souls. Imprisons them forever in a place thats neither life or death…, Jeren flinched back at the words. Jeren gave her a long hard stare.About what? She nods, energised now. Reaches into the case and pulls out a handful of faded, folded pages. On top, in barely legible script, is a short note. The door between the front and the back offices opened.I ordered you out of town. Wagner appeared to have aged in the last few hours. And hed been drinking. I could smell the liquor twenty feet away. Was there anything I could help with? she asks, looking genuinely keen to help. I mean, I could sweeten her up for you if you tell me what youre after. My names Vicky. Well, Vicky-Louise, actually. Eve waits for more. Wagners face flushed. What the hell is a forensic entomology or whatever you said? I overreacted. I was thinking about Salyer, remembering when he painted my nails. Thats the reason I checked Amandas hands. I didnt have to explain to Max. He’d seen my outbursts before when he touched me at the wrong time. Check down here, and I’ll take the upstairs. I think Derrick is all right now, he says, raising the bottle to his lips. Im retired. With Shan held prisoner in River Holt, what choice did she have? If she rebelled against Gilliads whims, she doomed him. Bright Lord, the girl whispered, unable to accept what she saw. Her eyes snapped back down to Maldrine. The same skull-like grin spread further across his face. To his surprise, the Ariah didnt turn her attention to him but to Fethan. Our Seers have been teaching you, and not in a manner which our gods would find seemly. It became... an opportunity for vengeance. We agreed to help you in a moment of anger. We should not be here. We are not wanted here. We have no place amongst your Holters, Jeren, and they do not want us. Orangery! she repeats. Ha! Is there an Appley? Do we get there by walking down a Lemony Snicket? Orangery – thats funny …,.