Chapter 194

“He always has wine.”

“That’s the problem,” Gael said. “We need someone who understands shadow systems. We need you.”

There it was—the ask wrapped in respect instead of demand. It should have made it easier. It didn’t.

“You’re asking me to help protect the people he also claims to protect,” I said. “Do you hear how ridiculous the world’s become?”

“I do. I also live here.” He dragged a hand through