She searched through the dark for Brinn’s face, expecting a warm welcome. A hug, a hello. Anything. Footsteps stomped toward her, followed by the sting of a palm against her face. All right, that worked too.

But you’re one of the most talented young men I know.''Well, you don’t know that many then.

Who’d have thought that I’d have the Blood Wolf of the Skies as my personal bodyguard?' she said. 'You’re lucky I’ll do it for free. My rate’s pretty steep.' Ia smiled smugly.

From close inspection, she noted the doors were locked with fingerprint scans. Every single one of them. She scratched her head. Well, then, she would have to cut someone’s finger off.