Chapter 44

• A few hours later I’d been checked by a doctor, attended to by a nurse and magically scanned by Clairee and the greasy Romulus guy. Popular consensus was they may be using some sort of magical tracer to keep track of those helping team bad, and being a female increased the likeliness of that.
• “Nothing?” Leone stood in the corner, his mood dark and serious.
• Clairee shook her head, “nothing we can find. Not even a trace.”