Chapter 14
Maggie glanced around the corners of the room, searching for spindly fingers reaching from the darkness to seize her.
“Where has the shadow appeared?” Bertrand paced in front of the door.
“It was found wandering the hall,” the Barrister whispered. “We managed to lure it into the closet and set lights around the door to keep it in.”
“A wise precaution,” Bertrand said.
“Imagine the embarrassment if word got out.” The Barrister pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at his forehead. “Having the shadow of a child circling the front of the office at night is bad enough. If people knew one had gotten into the building…Hunter Wayland, I would be the laughing stock of the city. My place is to be the warrior of Sarana. To protect all its people. How will they believe in me
