Page 46 of Bia's Blade


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“Just a vague notion he’s not being completely honest with me.”

His eyes narrowed dangerously; big brother mode had just been engaged. “In what way?”

I hesitated, not wanting to destroy his relationship with Eljin without any justifiable cause. “It’s just a vague feeling, and if I’m being honest, it might be based more on Cynwrig’s absence than Eljin himself.”

“Hmm,” was all he said. He did relax a little, though I suspected he’d be keeping a closer eye on Eljin from now on.

“What about doing a search of his place while he’s in London?” Mathi said. “You’ve a key and the code, haven’t you?”

“Yes, but if I disengage the alarm, he’ll be sent a notification.”

“So?” Darby said. “Send him a text beforehand, saying you left something there and ask if it’s okay if you go in and get it. Worked for me with past lovers when I wanted to suss out if they had any dark secrets.”

“I am shocked and appalled you would do such a thing,” Lugh said, even as amusement twitched his lips. “Luckily for me, I have no dark secrets.”

She patted his knee. “Even if you did, Beth would have told me them a long time ago.”

“That is totally true,” I agreed. “There are no secrets between us.”

“Apparently even when it comes to sex.” He glanced at Mathi. “Don’t be surprised if you were the topic of many conversations over the years.”

“I have no fear when it comes to sex and my performance.” His voice was pure royal elf arrogance, but amusement danced in his eyes. “We are renowned for end game satisfaction, and I more so than many.”

“Nothing like tooting your own horn.” Lugh tapped the printout. “Any chance you can use your IIT access to run a search onthisEljin? I can grab his full details for you, as the museum should have them on file somewhere.”

I frowned. “Why would they be on file there?”

“He worked for our museum for a couple of years, and they keep passport information of all active antiquarians on file to make it easier when they’re booking flights for hunts or digs.”

“He’s not active though,” Darby pointed out.

“No, but it should still be in the archived records.”

“Legally, they should destroy all personal information when the antiquarian retires,” Mathi pointed out. “But to answer your question, it might be better if Sgott does the search. It would appear we have a serious leak in the day division.”

“Him searching might still raise the wrong eyebrows if this Eljin is somehow linked to ours and both are up to no good,” I said.

“Yes, but he has off-site access. I do not.”

My eyebrows rose. “Since when?”

“Since my father revoked my access.”

“I thoughtthatwas just to this case.”

“No. It was all access.”

“Well, that’s inconvenient.”

“Indeed. I will be discussing the matter with him.”

“Eljin told me he was getting back in tomorrow evening,” Lugh said. “So that gives you more than enough time to do a thorough check of his apartment.”

“Unless our thief jumps into action again,” I said.

“Thief?” Darby asked. “That got anything to do with the Tylwyth Teg break-in?”

“Yep. He used a hoard artifact to get in.”