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“Rest assured, they’re safe. I asked a friend who dabbles in honey to care for them until you can make more permanent arrangements.”

She appeared unconvinced. “Dabbles in honey?”

“Harrow’s Bees.”

Recognition flared to life in her expression. “They’re good people.”

“Indeed,” he drawled. "Anyway, would you not like to be close to Star?”

She sniffed. “Not particularly.” When I rolled my eyes and Anton hid a laugh, she grumbled, “I guess we could stay here until I make other arrangements.”

“That would please me greatly.” To Lyra, Anton asked, “Would you like to stay close to Star too?”

She gave him a timid nod and peeked at me, her shyness returning.

“Then it’s settled,” I said, a note of finality to my words. “Lyra’s going to Velcro herself to me so that she can stay close at all times.”

When she giggled, Anton’s face lit up with a smile. Once he inquired after the book she had tucked against her chest and Lyra, in her slow and cautious manner, explained what it was about, Troy and I shared a glance—just like I’d told her, I’d kept my promise.

Lyra was, and always would be, her kid.

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“I’m telling you this will work,” I drawled as I read the message Star had just sent me.

Star: I want to kill Stimpy.

Me: She’ll never forgive you if you do.

Me: Leave the damn cat alone. At least it’s cute.

Star: Lucifer was supposed to be beautiful.

Me: You can’t compare a cat to Satan.

Star: Sure I can. Cats are spawns of Satan.

Star: You ever heard anything about the Sparrows harvesting organs?

Me: Where the hell did that topic come from?

Star: I just remembered something Reinier told me.

Me: Jesus. We never actually talked about what you two discussed. Maybe we should?

Star: No. He said nothing important.

Me: That’s a lie. But no. I’ve never heard anything about organ harvesting. Though I’ve read it’s becoming a trafficker’s idea of a smart business choice. Body parts have a high street value for people in need of organ donations.

Star: Creepy.

Me: Agreed. Reinier said they were into that?

Star: He said he wished he’d harvested my organs instead of putting me into the sex slave market.

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