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Masque led him into a dark forest, and for a moment, he thought this might be the part where she murdered him. No witnesses, in the dark, he was in a stranger danger situation if he’d ever been in one.

But she’d given him beaver butt, so in this he would trust her. Past her he walked, tugging a piece of the carcass into his mouth. After chewing a moment, he inclined his head to the area around them, then nodded serenely.

Nice place. Except for the possibility of back alley murders, but Sable didn’t mind a little crime.