North. They’d spent almost as much time trying to get North as they had Diamond.
“What do you know about North?”
He’d disappeared without a trace more than six months before. Nothing indicated Justin North had ever been in Fagerdal at all. Manning had seen him, so he knew the paper trails were false.
The man, whom they still hadn’t managed to get a name on, looked up at him with eerie dark blue eyes. Where they blue? Black? Black with silver in them? His pulse sped up, but he couldn’t say why.
“Give me North.”
His voice sent a shiver through Manning. “We? How did you come up with that?”
The man closed his eyes and Manning drew in a breath of relief. It was the eyes; they were freaking him out. And that he obviously had been starved. The collarbones were protruding, and the dress coul
