"Where did you get this information?" "You seem very knowledgeable about the supernatural?"
Xeon… Of course, they shared thoughts, and she could read his mind. But there was no way she was going to tell Tim that.
"I read books in Xeon’s library. I mean in his RV."
Tim bobbed. "Xeon Morningstar is royalty; he does deserve to live his life any way he sees fit, Wyatt."
"Whatever–"
"If you’re finished ranting, can you sit down and listen? I have things to explain. Do you want a drink?" "I have just about anything you can order in a bar, and you look like you could use one."
She shook her head, whirled, and paced to the far floor-to-ceiling window and the high bookshelves that framed it. "I wasted a month of my life preparing to make rogues pay for what they did to humans, and you come ru
