Chapter 27
Tammond jumped back down into the little boat that had carried them out of the dark place, ready to row with the whistle from the front of the village.
“What were you going to say?” Maggie knelt at the edge of the dock, speaking quietly so no one rushing by would hear.
“You know darkness.” Tammond’s eyes filled with pain. “You know how to work in it better than some who have studied the shadows for years.”
“How is that a problem?” Maggie asked. “I’m good at magic here, I can fight, and I’m not scared. Those all sound like really good qualifications to me. I’m not going to be in the way or be a danger to the Wanderers. I can help, and you need all the help you can get.”
“I don’t think you’ll be a danger to the Wanderers.” Tammond’s voice was dark and low. “I’m worried about
