Ambrosia POV
“He knows.” My head fell against the kitchen table emitting a loud thunk. I had remained calm when Heath told me certain people had presented coins without an order placed, and he’d only been able to tell them that I wasn’t there, but to try next month. You should really make business cards, he’d said.
Yeah, and offer up a paper trail for the Aggrande Court? No thanks.
I’d known they’d come sniffing around when the black rain fell, but I simply couldn’t afford to miss market days, so when Heath offered, I took the risk. Now, when the Aggrande Court finally found me, they would get me on charges of involving a human too.
“I mean, we don’t know that yet,” Elijah said, sounding ever hopeful on the other end of the phone. “I know where he’s staying. I can eliminate him if we
