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CHAPTER 14 I sat back in my chair and regarded Raggi. After metaphorically dropping the mic after that last remark, he was now studiously pretending I wasn't even there, ignoring me even as I studied him. I remembered every time I had crossed paths with him before. He hadn't killed Gullveig. He hadn't even been involved with what happened to Nefja. And we had been something close to comrades-in-arms against the Wild Hunt at the hunting lodge last December. Still, something just wouldn't let me trust the guy, let alone like him. As abrasive and combative as he was every single time I dealt with him, I was pretty sure that wasn't what left me so unsettled after being in his company. On impulse, I took out my sketchbook and drew him sitting there, nursing an ale and not looking at me. L