Katelina woke from her nap to find Oren had returned. He and Jorick sat in the little parlor area and talked in low tones. She strained to catch their words.
"- And do you really think Kale will find anything?"
"I don't know," Jorick mused. "Perhaps. They undoubtedly still have connections. He was in Claudius' coven for more than a century."
"I suppose." Oren didn't sound convinced. "And how will they tell us, if they do?"
"I don't exactly have business cards to hand out for you."
Oren sniffed disdainfully. "You could have at least given him the cellphone number. It isn't as if The Guild doesn't have it now, after your human gave it to that i***t. That's probably how they found us."
"She has a name."
"So you keep reminding me."
They sunk into tense silence. Jorick shifted in the ch
