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“Oh, god damn it!” he said, catching sight of me. “What the devil are you doing here?”
It was Kit Marlowe, the consul’s chief spy. It did not appear that his spying was going very well, if that was indeed, why he was here. “I could ask the same of you,” I pointed out, only to have the usually brown eyes flash fire.
“I’m looking for your damned father! He ran off without a word and we’re running out of ways to cover for him. Now get me out!”
I did not point out the obvious fact that I had no way to do that. Instead, I focused on the main issue. “Father is here?”
“Yes, father is here,” Marlowe said sarcastically.
“Why?” Unless . . . could he possibly be here for me? The thought flashed across my mind—foolishly, because I knew better. But then Marlowe said something even more amazing.
“Why? He’s looking for your mother, that’s why! And he’s likely to start another war in the process, if we don’t stop him!”
“My mother?”
“Damn it, Dory! We can talk about this later. Now, are you going to help me or not?”
I stared at him for a long moment, until he began to look slightly nervous. But I could not seem to help it. In the space of a few days, my life had gone from almost completely shut down to dizzyingly, wondrously open, and now I learned . . .
I could not take it in.
Marlowe swallowed, loudly enough that I could hear it. “You’re . . . not Dory. Are you?”
“No. I am Dorina.” I smiled at him, and he reared back slightly for some reason. “And I will help you.”
