CHAPTER SEVEN
Beringer walked up to us and held out his hand. “I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Alan Beringer.”
“Tegan,” Tegan replied as he shook his hand. “And this lovely creature beside me is Kate.”
“A pleasure,” I spoke up as I inclined my head.
He smiled and returned the gesture. “The pleasure is all mine, my dear.”
“I’m Fidel,” the young man chimed in as he offered his hand to Beringer. “I’m eager to see what you can do, sir.”
Beringer accepted the hand and looked his opponent over. “As do I, young man. Pray tell, what is your talent?”
Fidel sheepishly scratched the back of his head. “After that dinner, I’m not so sure I should tell anyone.”
“Then I shall tell you my secret first,” Beringer suggested as he lifted his cane. “This is the focus of my po
