Chapter 10
It was almost ten and Sean yawned, rereading a student’s short answer response. This week was really dragging, even with Dane on campus. Maybe especially with Dane on campus. After this he’d get to bed. He had a sip from his wineglass and checked his phone, but there was still nothing from Dane.
Sean pressed a hand against his pocket to feel the comforting warmth of his crystal, his sinuses aching. He was really feeling the end of winter this year. He tried to focus on that and not the terrible thought Dane could get himself killed one day and never come home—and Sean would never know what happened. He doubted the Order would send someone over to let him know.
He mustered a final burst of attention and finished grading the assignment just as a key turned in the door.
“You’re
