“Already knew that,” I said, scrunching up my nose and nodding.
“He has desires for you,” he reminded.
Raising the wine glass to my lips, I looked up at him. “Jealous much?”
He gave me another shrug.
“Listen, don't go after him with my dagger. I won't take the rap for that again.”
“I won't. But I'll be near.” He stepped back, as though he were about to disappear.
“Wait,” I said. “Something's going on here. I just had a vision—”
He held up a hand. “I saw it.”
“Was it Mindy?”
He looked up in thought. “I'm not sure. But you're not involved.”
“Yes, but if she's about to be killed in an accident—”
“There is no way to prevent it.”
“Wow. That's really negative,” I said. I'd already warned her to go a different route, and hoped she would listen to me.
“I'm sorry, but I'm keeping my ey
