Page 62 of The Thief's Mark

The face didn’t mean much to Cal—it looked like any one of countless protectors he’d seen patrolling Derimay’s streets. Griff, however, sucked in a haggard breath.

“I…I recognize him,” Griff said, sounding dazed. “His name is Sasha. He’s a former protector, recently promoted to serve as High Commander Pern’s personal liaison.”

Triumph surged through Cal as he peered more closely at the figure. It was one thing to suspect the Pentarchy’s involvement. But now at last, they had a concrete link to one of them.

“He’s the one I saw picking up the relic. I’m sure of it. I’d recognize that walk anywhere.”

Griff bowed his head. Sorrow flickered across his face before his expression firmed. He looked up, meeting Cal’s eyes. “Then it seems to me like we need to pay the High Commander a visit.”

Griff turned and started back toward the hall. Cal broke his hold on Nathaniel’s hand. The instant he let go, the golden image winked out.

He flashed Nathaniel his usual charming grin. “Thanks for the help. I’ll make sure Griff doesn’t do anythingtooreckless.”

Griff’s quiet snort made it clear he’d heard that. Cal moved to follow after him when Nathaniel called out, “Hold on, Griffin. I don’t know what kind of mess you’re wrapped up in that involves the Pentarchy, and I don’t think I want to. But before you go rushing off to hurl yourself headlong into danger, I’d like to speak to you.”

Cal saw the indecision warring on Griff’s face. No doubt he was as eager to pursue this new lead as Cal was. Especially since, in Griff’s case, it sounded like it was personal.

At last, Griff sighed and turned back toward Nathaniel. “Fine,” he said, crossing his arms. “But be quick about it. We really don’t have any time to spare.”

Nathaniel gave Cal a pointed look. “Alone.”

Well, that was just downright rude.

Cal glanced at Griff, raising a brow in silent query. When Griff gave a reluctant nod, Cal strolled past him down the hall. He made it to the door, opening it with a loud creak…and then silently crept back down the hall.

He’d promised to leave them alone in the room. He’d never saidanythingabout not listening in.