Chapter Six: Betrayal
Jalux stood farther along the street deep in conversation with a small blonde woman. He wore a hooded tunic, but she recognized his profile instantly. “Hey, Jalux,” she called.
The next instant Rial’s mouth was bruising hers.
She tried to push him away, but with one hand tight on the back of her head and the other holding her close, she couldn’t move.
A minute later he released her.
“That hurt.” She rubbed her reddened lips, glaring at him.
“What were you thinking? That he’d look at us and say, oh, those ugly strangers are Kia and Rial in disguise,” he said, his cheeks flushed and his eyes flaring in annoyance.
Chagrined, she mustered an apology. “Sorry, I forgot about the mask thing, but you didn’t have to take advantage.”
“Well, it worked. Now we follow him.
