“A fraud," answers Pops.
The time with Grace Mo and him in the white palace was limited. For all he knows, Grace Mo is quite closely linked with the president. The plan is to be near me, the chosen one. Something is unfolding that requires someone from Citiland's involvement.
Tonight, we will go our separate ways. A sudden departure of Pops would cause them to decipher that the goo was not poured into the lake. A reattempt of mixing the vile with Maican waters should be deterred where possible.
Similar to the blue spirits, the blue pigeons were part of the Maican magic.
“Just force drink me again like tonight. All will be well," assures Pops.
“What about your wounds?" I ask.
Pops scoffs. “Pierre, I assure you that if we have to fight an attacking animal in the forest toni
