me migtle time no do here. Please—will you leave me?”

    ed to find or feel so muc, over and above all to do or say, and time urn to go.

    But a portal  morning and in exactly t t Devin turned t time from behind him.

    quot;Oriad!quot; Catriana ;I am cursed in all I turn my o!quot; So tically feeling around telpiece.

    quot;For t!quot; she whispered harshly.

    the urgency in her voice made Devin freeze and obey.

    quot; t; ter under ;t it s over—”

    Sopped. Devin cion of to t of tly open to reveal a tiny cubbyhole beyond. his eyes widened.

    quot;Dont stand t; Catriana ; A neoget s.

    A moment later the room click open.

    quot;O; Catriana groaned, from t. quot;Oh, Devin, why are you here?”

    Addressed te incapable of framing an adequate response. For one till couldnt say  t Catrianas perfume iny space tling scent.

    If  ago ly found y to a wo weeks.

    Catriana seemed to arrive, belatedly, at t of a from before. Devin closed  che

    . ickling  t by moving tle .

    ionless, tilting back from  ely s more tly a fool for ed tuation— about to compound alogue of sins by making a grope for he darkness.

    Catrianas robe rustled gently as sed position. o in tirely good for uous resolutions.

    quot;Sorry,quot;  beads of perspiration on o distract ried to focus on tside. Be and a steady, diffused murmur made it clear t people ill filing past Sandres bier.

    to , in t fled, tinguis recognizable.