Chapter Eleven
“Razi?” Tahlia’s hand on my arm brought me back to the present.
I shook myself. “I suppose we should start searching.”
I uttered the words without much enthusiasm. Now that I’d had a chance to think things through, I was no longer confident we would find anything. It hadn’t been much of a plan to begin with. Considering how I had bulled through this entire affair since I had fled the wine shop, it was a wonder I had even managed to find Tahlia in the first place.
“I can make us some light that won’t be seen from outside,” Tahlia said as she set her kitchen knife on Admon’s low desk.
She frowned down at her hands. I felt a faint surge as a blue flame flared to life, illuminating her features with an eerie glow. I found myself flinching against the sudden glare.
“Are you
