A blue/violet cloud of power collected around
him, signaling his anger. Prickles of electricity leapt from his
skin to hers, making the small hairs on her arms stand up. She
roused her own force to meet it, holding it ready, just in
case.
She didn’t need it.
As quickly as it had roused, his anger faded
and he laughed softly. “You definitely were meant to be a lawyer.
All right, I’ll read the note. Tell me what you see here.”
She opened her mouth to demand he read the
note first, then decided it might be wiser to trust him in this.
“Right here.” She pointed to the screen. “The Grayfire62 address.
That’s Don Gillman. One of the Diamond Council. Elected three years
ago.”
“And it shocks you to see it there. You
thought the Diamond Council had entrusted the mission of getting
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