CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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“Not to be a nag, but where are we going?” I followed behind Saren as we walked down another set of streets. We’d been walking in circles for the last hour. I wasn’t sure if she was aware of the attention she was attracting dressed like a rich person in the back streets that accumulated the back street type of person. A few homeless. A few drunks. More than a few illegal activities were going on around us.
Saren kept trudging around and cursed underneath her breath.
She whipped back to me now. “What do you think I’m doing? I’m mixing your scent with all these other things. He’s good. He’s going to be able to pick your scent out of all these places, but I want him confused.”
“I get that, but where are we going? Shouldn’t we go?”
She rolled her eyes. “You are
