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She oozed around the doorframe by degrees. Somebody had run her down, stolen
her rags, scrubbed and rubbed her, washed, combed, trimmed, buffed, and
polished her, then stuffed her into something old of Kyra s. Yep. She d worked
wonders disguising herself as a boy.
I ve seen you before, I said. As a girl Penny Dreadful looked familiar.
Tinnie slapped my hand. Stop drooling, big boy. She s still a baby.
You re wrong this time, sweetness. Then, Where do I know you from?
The girl shivered, turned pale again. Which made her look like the ghost of
Belinda Contague s past.
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That was it. She resembled Belinda, though her hair, clean, was auburn with a
hint of natural curl.
My ancient talent for leaping to conclusions coalesced. Chodo Contague was
your father.
Tinnie gasped, choked on some phlegm. You re insane, Garrett, she hacked.
Probably. But
You re right, Penny said in her tiny, frightened voice. My mother said&
how did you guess?
In this light, dressed like a girl, you look a lot like your sister.
Belinda& she wouldn t& she&
You talked to her? Belinda hadn t ever mentioned Penny or a half sister. Or
any visit from somebody running a lost-relative scam.
She wouldn t see me. Penny grabbed the bedpost kitty-corner from me, her
knuckles whitening. When our temple was besieged my mother told me about my
father. Which is against the rules. We re not supposed to know.
I tried to see him, too. They wouldn t let me, though.
Prodding gently, I got Penny to tell her life story. This man came to see my
mother twice a year. And me. He always brought presents. I didn t know who he
was till my mother told me. At the end. But he stopped coming after he got
important here. I never saw him after I was ten. A-Laf s priests started going
wild after he stopped coming. First they took over the city offices. After a
while there wasn t any difference between the town elders and their council of
deacons. Then they started on the other religions.
Unsubtly. Bullying adherents and committing arson. The weak of faith
converted. The stronger fled or died. In time, only A-Lat remained, and her
empire consisted entirely of the mother temple. Then they came for us.
And you got away.
My mother sent me away. She made me bring the Luck to TunFaire. In disguise.
She told me to find my father. So I came. And I can t get to him.
Penny didn t appear to have witnessed her mother s murder. I gave that no
weight. Witnesses do have trouble keeping time straight. When she was told to
run and when she took flight could ve been weeks apart.
A skilled cynic keeps his mind open to all the darker possibilities, though.
Penny teared up. I thought it would be easy. I d just find my father and
he d make everything right again. He s an important man.
You really want to see Chodo?
Frightened little-girl nod.
Does he know who you are? Would he recognize you?
Another nod, but not entirely confident.
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A scheme began to stir in the shadowed rat s nest of my mind.
I can take you there.
She seemed honestly excited till she realized that I must want to take her
home. Her pallor returned. She looked ready to bolt.
How carefully had she studied us before she swooped down on Dean?
When did you come to the city? I asked.
Uh& months and months ago. Right after the war was over.
She was a kid. Kids don t pay attention to anything that don t have them at
its center. Which I say based on personal experience. I used to be a kid. So
A-Laf s people arrived after you did. They came looking for you?
No. They didn t know about me. They thought the Luck had been destroyed.
They wouldn t have found out, either, if I didn t get caught spying on them.
Is it me you re afraid of? Or my partner? I asked after she began to relax,
thinking she d changed the subject.
Tinnie, I noted, was quite interested in the answer.
Her suspicions abide in a realm distinct from mine. She thinks any female
within stone s throw will fall under my spell.
Yeah. Right.
I hear tell a rich fantasy life is a good thing.
Again, yeah, right. Tinnie will always be right there, ready to jump in
between us.
That earned me an evil glare from my honeycomb.
It s not you. I learned how to handle men in the temple.
That s good to hear. Tinnie didn t relax a bit. So why be worried about my
associate? Did Dean hand you one of his tall tales? Old Bones is harmless.
Like a big old stuffed bear.
Tinnie managed a straight face. But Penny wasn t buying. I know what he is.
I considered telling her the Dead Man wouldn t get into her head uninvited.
But he d tried already. What secrets can a girl your age have that would
embarrass a four-hundred-fifty-year-old Loghyr? What do you have to lose? If
it has to do with those weird cats, he already knows. If he did, though, he
hadn t told me.
Uh& no. It s just too personal. It d be like rape.
I ve never felt that way. Most people don t. Still, some might.
Your father is at my house. It isn t likely he ll leave soon.
You could see her emotions warring. Cynical old Garrett wondered if she was
acting. Cynical old Garrett suspected that Penny no longer needed to connect
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