TWENTY-THREE
Their ride back had been a disturbingly quiet one. Sage spent most of it trying to understand Mark’s true intentions. At face value, he’d been a company man, but placing the spell in Fox’s collar had been a conscious effort, meaning he must have known she’d come for him. But if he’d known it, chances were others might have made the connection too. It was no secret how close he had been with her all through the years. And still, no one was there waiting to take her in. It was hard enough being a magical secret agent, but to be a double agent... How could anyone keep their allegiances straight?
Grey rushed into the motel room like a man on a mission. “Pack up. We can’t stay here tonight.”
“But I thought you said we’d be okay.” All Sage wanted to do was fall face forward into
