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443 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 22, 2019
Davenport continued as if Hart hadn’t spoken. “I have lost some of my most romising Hunters. Almost started a war with the Fae in the process. Used all of my resources and put several teams on finding the traitor in my camp—and you're telling me that he has been injecting you, since day one, with the very poison that has been killing the Fae under my care.”
“She couldn’t have known,” Hugo whispered. Davenport threw up a hand to silence him.
“She damn well could have. He's been injecting her for God knows how long.” Davenport snarled. “You’ve all lost your minds. Blinded by a Lower Demon that doesn’t even have its own body!”
......“I can’t believe that I entertained the idea of such a useless, selfish creature, working with us. She has the attention span of a five-year-old.” Davenport ranted. “The Ifrit box was right there. Daniel has a history with the Blood Sidhe. They killed his birth family. They attacked him last year. I should have seen this. Why didn’t I see this?”
...“She’s been distracting all of us.” The commander’s voice was menacing. “None of us saw what was right there.”
I had folded myself into the smallest possible position I could find. I hid my trembling hands beneath my thighs.
“Take Mara with you.” Davenport turned away, dismissing us. “I don’t want to look at her right now.”