Chapter 8For Renée, the days settled quickly into an easy pattern. She worked in the archives each morning and for Agent Tavery in the afternoon. Sometimes, she was called upon to do other odd jobs, like when she’d been asked, this past Monday, to take a quick glance over some physical articles in Warehouse C. She’d made sure everything was, according to the records, in its proper bay. That had taken her the better part of three hours, cutting into both the archives search and her time organizing Agent Tavery’s files. She’d been slightly resentful of the way it cut into her time with Jenny and the dragon agent, but she hadn’t complained. Nor did she try to puzzle out why she’d been pulled off both jobs to tend to a third that could have been handled by others.
And in any case, she’d gotte
