“SO WHY DO YOU NEED me to do this for you?”
Rafael was spreading his silk cloth on the cleanest patch of ground we could find outside on the rooftop. Sitting cross-legged across from one another, we’d stocked up on beers so that we could carry on without interruption.
“Because she could be anywhere. I could wander round for a week and keep missing her.”
“But you always said you knew more about the cards than me. Why don’t you just...”
He was shuffling the cards, but his hands slowed as he thought hard about something. Then his eyes lit up, hands stopping.
“You don’t have your deck, do you? Where are they?” A pause while he thought through the possibilities. “Lady K’s still got them, hasn’t she?”
“I never liked divination. You know that. Misuse of a good solid magickal tool.”
He star
