“Gave it up a long time ago,” Harry interrupted. “Yeah, I"ve read the brochure. It only took a few months here to discover that this world has its own problems.”
“Indeed.”
“Sorry.”
“Don"t be,” Sora replied in a soothing voice. “Leyrian complacency is definitely an acquired taste. What happened to this Hutchinson?”
Harry lifted his cup and took a slow sip of coffee. Hot and bitter: just the way he liked it. Come to think of it, that might explain his ex-wife. “Maximum security prison along with most of Pennfield"s goons.”
“And Pennfield himself?”
Frowning thoughtfully, Harry glanced out the window. “Anna killed him last year,” he explained. “The man came back to Earth from God only knows where and hatched a scheme to get revenge on Jack and Anna.”
Sitting forward with her elbows on t
