Chapter 182

Alaric

We moved to a more private spot near the edge of the practice green.

"So what do we know so far?" Julian asked, leaning against his putter.

Gid sighed, frustration evident in his eyes. "Not much. No name, no contact information, just cash and instructions."

I furrowed my brow, trying to piece together the puzzle.

"After drinking that drug-mixed drink, what happened exactly?" Gid asked, turn