"Who do you think he was talking about?" Parker asked me as we sat in the living room of his house. We were watching TV but I knew neither of us were actually watching. My family was still here but I needed time to think.
I shrugged my shoulders. "If I knew, I wouldn't have asked the man myself," I responded. I glanced at him out of the corner if my eyes. "What about you?"
Parker looked deep in thought. "I don't know. Obviously whoever he is, got as many rogues and hunters as he he could get to work together. It's also someone who knows you. Maybe a relative or something? Maybe it's someone who knows me," he muttered. His eyebrows drew together as if he remembered something and he clenched his fists.
His calmness was gone and the previous anger was somewhat back. "What?" I asked unsure
