Max and I left the Zornovs with their grandmother, Apollo promising to drive her to Wilding Springs and park her RV in their backyard until the mess with Trill was sorted out. I knew how independent Nona was, but she seemed relieved by the offer and I was happy to hear she'd be safe and sound with us.

The veil welcomed my drach friend and me, he keeping his human form, crossing over to the empty plaza on Center, the burbling fountain the only ...