I held up my hand before he could say it. Relaxed was not happening. I looked away again and found myself meeting the dead eyes of the four fallen nuns. Edward had been hunting preternatural bad guys years longer than I had.
He laughed, but not like it was funny. It was eight. I registered all the information as if from a great distance because I'd found a clue. I leafed through the pages until I found the part I'd marked.
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