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DAY 19
“All right, let’s go over our rogue’s gallery,” Anna said.
The air down here in this small, basement storeroom was pleasantly cool. Walls of stone kept the heat out, and the only light came through a small window near the ceiling. It was a bit of a tight squeeze with a shelf full of wine barrels along one wall, but this was the best place for a meeting.
If any of the servants who weren’t in the know caught a glimpse of Eliza coming out of this room, they wouldn’t question it. Lady Braynar did like to sample her wines, after all. Still, they had to be quick.
The hologram of a man with tanned skin and neatly-combed brown hair floated in the middle of the room, revolving slowly so that everyone could get a look. Getting a snap-shot of this guy hadn’t been easy. Anna had managed
