The sun was an orange ball that slowly sank toward the western horizon, casting golden rays out on the skyscrapers of London, buildings that rose up like a forest of shadows to cut off the light.
Jack stood before the window with his arms crossed, frowning down at himself. “I never really knew the man,” he said softly. “For years, everyone told me that I should get to know Glin Karon. He was one of the best Keepers who ever lived.”
In his mind"s eye, he saw Gabi gliding up the hallway with fists balled at her sides, her head bowed in sadness. “Are you okay?” she asked, approaching him. “It"s all right if you need to let out your feelings.”
Jack closed his eyes, tossing his head back. He took a slow, ragged breath. “You"re the fifth person to ask me that,” he replied. “Like I said, Gabs,
