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"What do you uardian picked hiuardian? Who?"

"A lawyer na Ravenstock The boy acted like he’d never laid eyes on her before"

"Linda Downey," D’Orsay repeated "I remember her She was at the tournalass shattered in Leicester’s hand and he stared down at the blood that ran across his palm It was suddenly clear to him why she had been so hard to resist

D’Orsay was still going on about Linda Downey "She was unforgettable Bewitching, really I wonder what her connection is to the Dragon" He was quiet for aup the boy?"

"Never mind how she did it Hoas I supposed to knoho he was?" But looking back, he had trouble re he wanted to keep so badly

So young So powerful So resistant to persuasion He should have suspected froon have risked his son in such a scheone to so much trouble to hide his identity?

"I think we can assuon knows all about the Havens," D’Orsay said "You’re going to have to vacate"

"I’ll reinforce the peri soon, anyway There’s no reason to change our plans The boy declined to link to me, so he doesn’t know on out of hiding"

"Did they say where they were going?" D’Orsay asked

"No" Probably not Portland, Maine "Where is she from?"

"I don’t knohere she lives, but I could find out She has some connection with the Sanctuary that was established after that disaster at the tournaht be a place to start"

"Let et into the Sanctuary" Leicester had his own, personal reasons for doing so "I have video of Joseph, and I may have some still pictures I’ll e-reed

Chapter Ten

The Weirweb

Seph alternately watched the scenery and dozed in the brief, intensive catnaps that had become his custom at the Havens He was like an animal for whom a moment of inattention could be the difference between life and death

Linda watched hi

They followed the long circle of I-95 around Boston before taking the turnpike west across Massachusetts

They stopped at one of the plazas on the turnpike where the restless traveling public can buy whatever they need He picked out two Toronto Maple Leafs shirts and a Blue Jays sweatshirt, two pairs of sweatpants, underwear, and a toothbrush The sued his ruined shirt and carefully cleaned the blood fro frohway at Stockbridge, Massachusetts, just across the border froh above the town to an inn she knew They ate dinner in a s stream, and took two rooms under the name of O’Herron, because she happened to have identification in that name He didn’t question that, nor did he bother to call Denis Houghton to verify Linda Downey’s story There didn’t seem to be any point

Seph didn’t use the portal stone when he clih, wondering if Gregory Leicester could still reach out to him over the distance between them He slept restlessly, but his drea, they left before the sun rose, while the inn was still clothed in the shadows of thecorridor of New York State, crossed the Hudson, and joined the New York Thruway near Albany

Linda could tell from the way Seph moved that he was stiff and sore He kept his elbon, close to his sides, as if guarding his midsection His lip was cracked and swollen, and the entire right side of his face was bruised He didn’t coh, and shook off Linda’s questions

Linda liked being able to look over at hi hier than usual, and ungelled; the eyebrows that would be heavy when he grew to be a ed He needed healing, she knew, but she didn’t know the remedy for what ailed him She would ask Nick Snowbeard about it when they reached Trinity

She wondered how she could keep the gathering darkness away from hiht also bring him to the attention of those who had overlooked his would know the news from the Wizard Council, but she would have to be careful with his didn’t need to know about Seph McCauley

They left I-90 west of Cleveland By noas after seven, and Seph’s sto hilanced over at him "We’re close," she said "Do you want to stop and eat, or wait till we get to town?"

Seph shrugged "Let’s just get there"