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Lincoln leads us on a zigzag path through the woods. This is yet another bonus of being in a relationship with an expert hunter—you never get lost in the forest. In no time, we reach the dock. It’s late morning now. A low mist hangs over the lake. The mainland lies hidden under a shroud of white. Above us, the sky hangs heavy with clouds.
There’s no sign of Jeeves. Or whatever his real name is.
I turn to Lincoln. “How will we summon him?”
“Jeeves is a protector, just like Cryptan was. Once we’re on his territory, he’ll sense us.”
“That’s right. He said he could sense the items he protected as well as when people came close.”
Too bad he didn’t detect and block whoever killed him. A weight settles into my soul. Cryptan didn’t deserve what happened to him.
Focus, Myla.
I press my p
