Since he seemed to have lost all interest in me, I didn’t bother with goodbyes as I made my way out of the apartment. Riagán threw some hasty words in Irish, which I believed were the equivalent of “see you later,” and then he followed me.
“I can get home on my own if you want to stay,” I offered when we got outside. We weren’t that far from the river, and I could go through the bridge where Tee-Bee lived. The bridge dwellers there knew me enough to ask for a reasonable toll, or even let me through without one when they were in a good mood.
“Was that some way of telling me you don’t want my company?” Riagán arched his eyebrow. In the moonlight, his gray hair, skin, and uniform looked as if they were made of silver. “Because I was given an order, and I’ll follow you nevertheless.”
I shoo
