The van is downstairs with Ringo and Uther in it. He lifted a bag from the floor near his feet. You could feel the unasked questions like something touchable in the air between us. It was impolite for a fey to ask another direct questions, but, oh, he wanted to ask. Just as a precaution.Įven across the room in the dark I could feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of it.

My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Only another Unseelie could say sluagh and not have it be a mortal insult. Sluagh was a rude name for the lesser Unseelie fey. I don't know why you've been hiding all this time, but if you're hiding from the sluagh, the Host, then you're in deep trouble. Don't worry, I haven't made any calls, but I'm sure the police have by now. I will say that the next time I'd hide the secret papers in a different spot. You knew you'd be found, thus you had a plan to cover yourself. relatives, and their henchmen for three years. You've hidden from the human authorities, your. A quick shower and we'd be on our way to the airport. I just turned and walked to the bathroom. Was it a leftover urge from last night, or were the Tears still affecting me more than I realized? I didn't think about it again. It wasn't like me to want to push the envelope with a friend. I didn't want Jeremy in that way, but the urge to see just how much of a hold I could have on him was there like a dark thought.

I smiled at him, and I found myself wanting to step closer to him, to close a little of that careful distance. It was the packet of papers that stayed taped under the seat of my car. He tossed a small paper-wrapped packet onto the bed. He laid the gun on top of the taped packet and stepped back around the bed, so that it stood between us. The box of extra ammo is in the sack with your clothes.

It was just a darker shape against the paleness of his shirt, but I knew it was a 9-mm LadySmith because it was my gun. But he was flashing the gun tucked into the waistband of his pants. He opened his jacket like a model on the runway showing off the smooth line of his shirt and tie. Helping me could be very dangerous, Jeremy.

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