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He stood near the door, and the light switch. It was hard to tell in the dark but he seemed dressed in one of his usual suits, impeccably tailored, compact and elegant. But there was an underlying tension to him, as if he wanted to say other things, more direct things, or maybe, he knew something already. Something bad.

He tossed a small paper-wrapped packet onto the bed. It was the packet of papers that stayed taped under the seat of my car. He'd brought my new identity. How did you know?

I'm an Unseelie princess. Why should I be hiding from them?

He opened his jacket like a model on the runway showing off the smooth line of his shirt and tie. But he was flashing the gun tucked into the waistband of his pants. It was just a darker shape against the paleness of his shirt, but I knew it was a 9-mm LadySmith because it was my gun. He took an extra clip out of one pocket. The box of extra ammo is in the sack with your clothes. He laid the gun on top of the taped packet and stepped back around the bed, so that it stood between us.

He tossed a small paper-wrapped packet onto the bed. It was the packet of papers that stayed taped under the seat of my car. He'd brought my new identity. How did you know?

Jeremy laughed. Don't worry, I haven't made any calls, but I'm sure the police have by now. I don't know why you've been hiding all this time, but if you're hiding from the sluagh, the Host, then you're in deep trouble.

Even across the room in the dark I could feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of it. It was impolite for a fey to ask another direct questions, but, oh, he wanted to ask. You could feel the unasked questions like something touchable in the air between us.

I stared at him. What do you think is going to happen? I couldn't quite keep the suspicion out of my voice.

I stared at him. What do you think is going to happen? I couldn't quite keep the suspicion out of my voice.

I don't have my passport.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

Then hurry.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

He stood near the door, and the light switch. It was hard to tell in the dark but he seemed dressed in one of his usual suits, impeccably tailored, compact and elegant. But there was an underlying tension to him, as if he wanted to say other things, more direct things, or maybe, he knew something already. Something bad.

Even across the room in the dark I could feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of it. It was impolite for a fey to ask another direct questions, but, oh, he wanted to ask. You could feel the unasked questions like something touchable in the air between us.

You seem nervous, Jeremy.

Nervous of me. I didn't think you'd be impressed with royalty. I watched his face, tried to read what lay underneath, and couldn't. He was hiding something.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

Good for you, but trust me about the shower.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

Nervous of me. I didn't think you'd be impressed with royalty. I watched his face, tried to read what lay underneath, and couldn't. He was hiding something.

Good for you, but trust me about the shower.

Nervous of me. I didn't think you'd be impressed with royalty. I watched his face, tried to read what lay underneath, and couldn't. He was hiding something.

Sluagh was a rude name for the lesser Unseelie fey. The Host was the polite phrase. Rude first, polite was an afterthought. Oh, well. Only another Unseelie could say sluagh and not have it be a mortal insult.

He tossed a small paper-wrapped packet onto the bed. It was the packet of papers that stayed taped under the seat of my car. He'd brought my new identity. How did you know?

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