Kat rounded her desk and dropped into the chair behind it with the exhaustion of someone who had run analysis for twelve hours, argued with too amny people, and still had not been granted the basic mercy of a quiet evening. The man watched us from the side, still smiling faintly.
I hated him a little.
Possibly unfair.
I did not care.
“I am going to be straightforward,” Kat said.
Penny muttered, “That is never how a pleasant conversation starts.”
Kat ignored her. “I am going to run some tests on both of you. Nothing invasive for now. Blood, saliva, maybe a magical resonance scan depending on what warlock Luka needs confirmed. After that, he will answer any question you have.”
A warlock then.
I didn’t like where this was going. Not one bit.
Penny’s fingers twisted together in her l
