Chapter 13
Dinah could feel the flesh on her backside melting. She had sat in the same spot for far too long. She looked down the long marble corridor of the mansion and wanted to pace, but her ankle was swollen to the size of a small orange, so she forced herself to abandon the urge. She had lost her wrist unit during the commission in town. So at the moment, she had absolutely nothing. No credits, no identification, and no way to call Cooper. The door at the end of the grand hallway slid open, and Ciaran and Madeline stepped out. Ciaran had regained his kingly aura and was as magnificent as always. Madeline must be pleased, she thought.
“Thank you for helping out before, Dinah,” Ciaran said. “I apologize for having doubted you. You mentioned you wanted to call Iilos?”
She shrugged. “I
