Abi didn’t know where to begin. She relaxed back in her seat. Dream Catcher. Again the sadness dragged her down, and suddenly she was spilling out the way it had been.
Grand Master’s face darkened the more the story was revealed. At one point he leaned forward to tap the pilot on the shoulder. ‘Divert to Pentangle. We won’t be going home just yet.’
She wondered where Pentangle was, what it was, who lived there, what Grand Master’s connection was with it.
‘Go on, I’m listening,’ he prompted, and she marshalled her thoughts and continued sharing the way Shadow had become more and more sadistic in his behaviour, revealing the bizarre events that had followed the Collaring Ceremony. As he listened, Grand Master resolved to use this information for his own ends.
While in a room in the heart of the City, Sir Richard Armstrong had just completed the deal - the biggest deal of his life. He was looking forward to returning home... and to Angel.
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