Next morning
*Isadora*
I am packing my few belongings into the duffel bag I had brought when we fled our pack three months ago. I only have a few items of clothes, a hairbrush, a toothbrush and a small bottle of perfume that smells of gardenia. I use very little of it to make the bottle last, so I doubt anyone can smell it.
Folding my blankets I leave them in the corner, I am sure either Castor or Dimos can make good use of them. On top I leave an envelope with my salary from The rogue along with the tips Micah has given me. Knowing Castor, his pride would stop him from accepting the money if I offered. But when he finds them here he will have no choice but to accept them. I know that right now he needs them more than me.
I wonder if I should keep a bit for the taxi, but I know that Mi
