Chapter 4

The four of them remained in their seats at the back of the room as everyone else filed out. Kuhma and Tommo wanted to find food, but Dazi wanted only to find the other skin-walker. The man in black walked past, and the scent Dazi had been following was stronger than ever. His target was sighted, and his hunting instincts were kicking in.

They planned to split up and get something to eat, but Dazi didn’t want to lose the man in black. He nudged Kesi and pointed at him as he blended in among the fake-skins.

“That’s the one,” Dazi whispered. “I’m sure of it.”

Kesi narrowed her eyes. “Okay,” she whispered back. “You follow him. Text me if you need help, otherwise we’ll wait for you in the artists’ hall. Remember, gather what information you can, then come straight back.”