Jett chewed his food quickly, swallowed, and said, “Really?”
“I might even know what he planned for afterwards,” I replied through a full mouth. “The men he was with are now dead, as you know.”
“Right. The dragon burned them,” he said, sawing into his ham and transferring a rather large piece into his mouth. Barely chewing, he swallowed, and asked, “That really wasn"t Rushall who brought down the dragon?”
I shook my head. “No. You saw Dante, what he could become. He became the dragon. Rushall tried to say he conjured the dragon, and I knew it wasn"t true. That"s why I knew he was lying and felt he might be a counterspy.”
Jett put down his fork and knife, sat back, and drew a long breath and let it out. “Sabrina, you"re absolutely amazing! If you weren"t with us last night, we"d have be
