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I catch Raina's scent and follow my nose to the bar, where she's sitting with Erik, knocking back tequila. Erik's mouth is set in a hard, grim line, one that is mirrored on Raina's face. I sigh. Well, she won't find it easy to kill the messenger, anyway.


I move to sit next to her and motion Monty over. "If you have to time to listen, you should hear this, too." I give them a word-for word account of what Gareth has told us, as well as Tip's rebuttal.