“His temperament?” I walk deeper into the room and almost trip over a dusty teddy bear.
“The Elders are a very solipsistic bunch, and George always held strong opinions about the outside world and its people. The fact that he’s here visiting a sick older relative is very typical of him, but no Elder would deign to leave their secret hideout for anyone outside their little circle.” She stops on one page and her expression hardens.
“Would they bother helping me then, if they’re so self-absorbed?” I inch closer to see the image she’s looking at.
“If they think there’s something in it for them, sure, but there’s only one way to find out what they’ll do.” She flips the page, preventing me from seeing whatever it was that upset her. “Let’s get George to arrange the meeting.”
“And we’re still
