Gladys was busy petting Boone and didn’t seem to be paying much attention, but you never knew with Gladys.
“Imagine you’ve had a glass of wine, a large meal, and you’re with people you like. You might be likelier to trust what someone says if you’re in a receptive frame of mind. That’s persuasion.” Alex glanced at me, and when I nodded, he said, “Now imagine you have some level of illusion skill, but you can’t make a person see something that simply isn’t there.”
“Ah. Make yourself look as similar as possible through mundane means, give a little mental persuasion push, and then add a veneer of superficial illusion—got it. Sounds very coyote to me. At least, it fits within your description of a coyote’s skills.”
Alex nodded.
I considered our suspect list. “It’s a woman; it has to be. Le
