I rounded on Kason. "Did you know my dad? Meric Hawthorn?"

"No. Why?" His dark eyes narrowed. "What's wrong?"

"He knew you. Or knew of you."

Did he? He'd never said anything about a human living in Faction 11. And of all the witches living in the outskirts of the city, why tell Ty? Dad had said maybe ten words to him total in the four years I'd known him. Back when leaving my house was an actual thing, we hung out at Ty's on the other side of the ...