Chapter 14-3
“Then use some other method to find out what he knows,” Malcolm said. The suggestion both irritated and alarmed the naj. To give up now was to concede defeat to a mere mortal; and that was one humiliation it did not mean to tolerate. The golden one was the demon lordling’s chosen quarry. It would not be satisfied until he had yielded heart and soul. “What would you have me do instead?” it asked, in its most reasonable tone. “He does not take his colleagues into his confidence—I know, I have seduced several of them with that possibility in mind.” “How industrious of you,” Malcolm purred. “But maybe he commits his thoughts to the written word instead.” “I would not know. I cannot read.” “I can,” he said slyly. “So maybe you should be trying to steal his papers instead of his heart.” “I
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