Hyrald could not help smiling at the incongruous mixture of mature man and immature youth that Thyrn presented. ‘But it didn’t get any easier. In fact, it got worse the more I worked with him. There was always something frightening about him. Like something in the darkness, lurking there. Waiting to spring.’ ‘Monsters under the bed,’ Rhavvan snorted, unable to contain himself. Hyrald angrily gestured him silent again, but Thyrn did not respond to the jibe. He simply looked straight at Rhavvan. ‘No, I’m not a child, afraid of shadows,’ he said. ‘I’m a Caddoran and a good one. I know my job. This was real. Very real. Very... disturbing. And it was there when I related the messages too. You could see it in people’s eyes sometimes. Fear. Nothing bad in the message that I could hear, nothing