“So now you’re a pickpocket?” Edan said acerbically. “Don’t tell anyone but he knows what you look like so he’ll spot you in a New York minute.”
“Not if I use a glamour,” Gideon retorted.
“He has a point, Edan,” Braden said.
“He told me he can only hold it for a short time,” Edan retorted.
“For an hour or so. A little more if I’m well rested first. That’s all the time I’d need,” Gideon said. “Get to the club, cast it before I go in, and then find him if he’s there. If not, I’ll try again later. All I have to do is pray the sorcerer can’t sense what I’m doing and bring it down.”
“If that happens you run like hell?” Edan asked.
“Something like that, but not before I deliver the message, even if I have to throw it at their feet.”
“Your plan could work,” Delilah said after a moment’s th
