"Your friend?" Cale asked. "I'm curious as to who Erased her memory."
"His name was Mason Viatrix," Lysandra said. "That's all I know."
"Viatrix?" Cale's eyebrows shot up. "No kidding."
"Do you know him?" Lysandra asked carefully.
"I do," Cale said.
Lysandra waited. He didn't elaborate.
"Why do you need to know that now?" she asked after a long silence.
"I have some work to do," Cale replied. "I'd say you could come if you wanted, but I heard you need to be back home by one o'clock."
"Oh," Lysandra said, kicking at the rough red brick below her feet, "that was a lie."
He shook his head and laughed quietly. "I should have figured. All right, come on. You're coming with me, unless you really do want to go back home."
The two of them ducked around the edge of the café again and cut
