Hush stared at Detective Manning. He was an impressive specimen—short brown hair, a strong jaw, tall, and broad-shouldered. He was more regal than Diamond. Maybe he was the leader of a rivaling tribe.
“Can you tell me what you know about Justin North?”
“I only know North.” Why did they keep mentioning Justin?
“Okay, his full name is Justin Samuel North, and he was born here in Fagerdal.”
Hush nodded. North had three names?
“Now you tell me what you know about him.” Detective Manning gave him a stern look and Hush squirmed. The way Detective Manning stared at him did weird things with his body. When he needed energy, he soaked it up from whoever was giving it to him, but other than receiving energy to sustain him, he was unaffected. Detective Manning had to be something special. Was he
