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top. You cannot miss it. We sell only the best in clothing and shoes. And my wife does
readings in the back. She is quite popular with the students.
Here we go. Definitely time to act all interested and girly.  What kind of readings? I
asked. I went for breathless and wide-eyed and figured I succeeded when Cole smirked at
me behind our vistors backs.
 She will tell you of your future. All you need do is let her touch the palm of your hand.
She can also help you recover what has been lost. Or, if you prefer, guide you toward true
love.
Huh. I wondered if Zarsa belonged to Cassandra s Sisters of the Second Sight guild. I was
thinking . . . not.  That sounds wonderful!
Soheil said something to Zarsa in Farsi. Obediently, she pulled a small brown square of
heavy paper embossed with gold writing out of her pocket.  In case you get lost, he
explained with his charming grin.  Just show this to anyone on the street and they will
direct you to our shop.
 Thank you! I said, taking the card from Zarsa s outstretched hand. I avoided touching
her. All I needed was for her to divine the real reason I d come to Iran. Even in her
present state, she d probably still feel obliged to turn me in to the authorities. Eventually
Albert might put up a tombstone for me, but my epitaph would probably read  And She
Was Never Seen Again.
They left shortly after that. After a communal sigh of relief, Natch announced it had to be
time for chow.
 Hey, we re pretending to be regular people, ya mook, said Cam,  and regulars don t say
 chow. 
 They do if they re Italian, Natch replied, for which he got a punch on the shoulder,
which erupted into a three-man wrestling match once Jet joined in, with Amazon Grace
officiating. She didn t have many rules. As far as I could tell the only things she wouldn t
allow were eye gouging and spitting. In the end she declared herself the winner and made
the men carry her to the kitchen.
Dave shook his head at his crew, but the look he gave me as he followed them out of the
living room spoke volumes. How can one of them be the enemy when it s so obvious they
love each other like family? Why can t I be wrong about this whole, horrible situation?
But he wasn t. Someone on his team had telegraphed their position to the Wizard six
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weeks ago, which was why his informant, the werejackal, was dead today. Dave definitely
had a mole. But neither Cole nor I had picked up any signals during the game that made us
suspect one man over another. All we d done was find out how much we liked and
respected all three.
Chapter Twelve
The party continued through supper, just rations we d brought with us, and moved into
the kitchen as we transported our mess back to where it had originated. The room
surrounded us with a cozy, college days feel despite the white-tiled walls that tried to
make it resemble an OR. The sink and appliances, all stainless steel, surrounded a tile-
topped island that had been furnished with four stools. These were covered with bright
yellow material that matched the cabinet doors and transformed the room from nauseating
to cheerful.
Cole was hunting soap for the dishwasher, Cassandra was scraping plates, and Cam had
just begun to tell the story of how Dave had led the raid that netted two of the Wizard s
top men, when my ring sent a shaft of heat up my arm.
He s awake! Alive! Whatever! Okay, calm down. How old are you anyway? Geesh! I
looked down at my right hand, trying to distract myself from the rush of excitement that
made it hard to deny how much I d missed my boss for the past twelve hours.
I nearly whispered the ring s name. Not because I knew it meant  Guardian. But because
I loved the way the word sounded coming off my tongue. Cirilai. Like a long, soft kiss.
And I valued both the craftsmanship and power Vayl s family had put into the gold and
ruby masterpiece that protected his soul. And my life.
I used my thumb to turn the ring, watched the gems snatch the light and throw it out
again, a thousand times clearer and more beautiful than it had been to begin with. I wished
I could do that with my life. So much confused me lately. I rarely went through a day
knowing anything for sure. Maybe I could at least discover something concrete about
Cirilai. Even if Vayl couldn t  wouldn t  fully explain the relationship it symbolized.
Oh, I knew the basics. In the Vampere world we d be considered a couple of some sort.
His sverhamin to my avhar. Certain rules applied, only a few of which I knew. He had to
reveal anything I wanted to know about his past. In return  well  pretty much, I had
to make sure he didn t turn into a towering asshole, take over some small country, and eat
his neighbors.
But deeper complexities existed within our bond that Vayl had promised to reveal over
time. He said if he gave it to me in one lump my circuits would melt. I suspected if I knew
the whole story I d run to the nearest airport, crash the pilot s lounge, and promise the
first uniform I met my life s savings if he d get me out of town, like, yesterday.
And yet even if I was coward enough to run, I knew I d return. Because something more
lasting and powerful than gold and rubies connected us. Blood. Once in Florida and again
in Texas Vayl had set those soft, full lips against my skin and sank his fangs into my
throat. The first time I d been offering him a chance to survive. The second he d been
giving me the ability to save countless lives. But, more than that, we d found in those
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