Chapter Nine
Breaking Oaths
It was Fortune who carried the sleeping Atty upstairs and laid her on the bed, covering her with the quilt before going back downstairs.
“Do you really believe she could talk to Yul?” Madigan whispered once the Mutah hunter had rejoined them downstairs by the fireplace.
“Not talk,” Fortune corrected her.“It’s not like that.From what we’ve been told, and from what we’ve seen, it’s more like an understanding.I’ve already seen them correspond that way in the past.Just looking at each other and knowing what the other was asking, or saying.No reading thoughts or any nonsense like that.This latest, though, this has me completely spooked.”
“Well, on that note, I believe we need to say our goodbyes and let these good people retire to their own bed,” MaGrath comment
