Chapter 31
- “Anything from Illias or anyone?”
- Deacon jerked his head up to find her sitting there watching him. “No.” He shook his head, then had to brush the hair back off his face. “I checked when I got up.” Where was his hat? He didn’t even know at this point, which was crazy, he always knew where his hat was. Always.
- “Are we allowed to reach out and make inquires?”