Chapter Fifty-FiveWith breakfast over and a full plan outlined in my head, I couldn't get out of the house fast enough. Ten minutes after Elizabeth had left, I was dressed, hair brushed and tied in a tight bun, the list of agent names and addresses in hand. Yes, it was early; it was daytime, and most wouldn't be home, but I was hoping I'd at least find some. Time was running out. Without knowing who Camilla had gathered, the safe option was to go after the agents whose sphere were linked to me. Converting their bonds was a simple ritual with little energy exertion on my part. I didn't give them any choice. Those who met me with resistance didn't live long to voice it. It took me hours to get halfway through the list, with six out of the thirteen agents not home. Two had moved out, accordin
