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She stopped and faced him as they neared the gate. The night put her face in shadows, but with his dragon vision, he could see as well in the dark as in the light. There was a tightness about her lips that hadn’t been there before. Her gaze darted to the soldiers ahead. “Thank you for this evening. You came to my rescue and made me laugh.”

“When can I see you again?” Shaw had wanted to phrase the question better, but the words had come out in a rush.

Her lips softened into a smile. “Soon. Be careful, Shaw. Don’t trust anyone in the city.”

Before he could reply, she lightly touched his arm and walked away. He stared after her, watching until she reached the gate. The soldiers nodded to her and let her through without making her stop.

Shaw pivoted and began retracing his steps. He opened the mental link. “Merrill? Any luck tonight?”

“Some,”Merrill replied. “The people here are fanatical about their religion. And they detest magic. They think it’s evil. How about you?”

“I, too, learned that religion is all-consuming. Though I doona think everyone is devoted to it. At least no’ so with the woman I spoke with.”

Merrill chuckled. “You are no’ the only one who met a woman.”

“Aye, but mine is from the upper levels.”

“Shite. Of course, she is. But…that’s probably good. We can get two different perspectives about the city, the religion, and the leader.”

“The soldier priests made her uneasy. That’s how I came upon her.”

Merrill made an indistinguishable sound. “I’m curious to know her thoughts. Are you with her now?”

“No.”

“Tell me you’re going to see her again.”

“Oh, aye.”

Merrill paused. “We’re supposed to keep a low profile, Shaw.”

“I’m aware.”