Chapter Twelve
Gideon strode towards Quinn, grinning. The iron necklace was in his hand. “Can you look after this for me? I’ll be working evenings in the bar. Kaeder said this much iron would scare his customers away. It was difficult enough to convince him to let me keep the dagger. He was a bit suspicious at first. Wanted to know why so many humans had turned up looking for work. Like two is a great number or something. Anyway I told him there wasn’t many other ways to earn a living in the realms of the Fae for humans. Not without becoming the pet of some Fae.”
She took the necklace, surprised by how heavy it was. “What did he say to that?”
“There’s always ways to earn money when you’re capable of lying.”
“Like what?”
Gideon shrugged. “Who knows, but whatever it is, it won’t keep me
