My nightly craft is winged in white, a dragon of night-dark sea.
¨DAnne McCaffrey,?Dragonsong
Oh God, this is bad. This is so bad. I've committed a crime, and now I'm on the run with a jewel thief.
The thought kept racing through Piper's mind in an endless loop. Somehow this man had convinced her to help him steal the Cheapside hoard. All of it. How the hell had he done that?
He just looked into my eyes, and I went all gooey.
She couldn't erase that feeling, the heavy compulsion to do exactly what he'd asked. Had he hypnotized her? Didn't someone need to swing a pocket watch or something to do that? She was in a hot mess, and now he was taking her to God knows where against her will.
But he'd also kept assuring her she was safe. Her natural instincts were torn between trusting him a
