Chapter 14 The Architecture of the Unseen

"Kael's mark." She picked up the coin, weighed it in her palm, and ran her thumb over the wolf's head.

"Haven't seen one of these in five years. Boy must really want something." She looked at me again, sharper this time. More assessing. "Or someone."

"I need information," I said. "And I need people...

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