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The encounter with Boristen had left me a little shaken. When Adrian came in later, I yelped and almost dropped boiling water everywhere. He still hadn’t gone back to Seattle, and Suzie was starting to worry about it.
“I think he wants to quit college, but doesn’t know how to tell me,” she told me one day.
Damn, I had hoped this was a phase. With his scholarship and his talent, he couldn’t give it up.
That evening, I exited the tea shop through the front door and waited for five minutes. Killian had been here, waiting for me, the last couple of days. But tonight, he wasn’t. I called him—he had “bought” a phone for himself. It was a must nowadays, though I reprimanded him for the manner of obtaining it.
Delia was the one who answered it. “He went out to hunt,” she told me. “He said
