Chapter 67

“It’s lucky for you and for the Faire’s legal team,” he said, with a glower at Ollie, “that you’ve come out of this with only a goose-egg and some bruises, Mr. Reyes.”

“That and the blow to my pride,” Rafi said, “since it’s sure to be all over the internet by nightfall.”

“You deserve it,” Julian said, and pressed the medic’s ice pack gently to the side of Rafi’s head. Rafi thought of the cacti on the windowsill, Julian decorating with prickles, and smiled.

“We should get out of these folks’ hair and let them prepare for their next show,” Rafi said. “Other than the danger to my life, by the way, I really enjoyed it.”

Ollie grinned. “Yeah? Really?”

“Really! Your whole troupe is good, but,” he glanced around and leaned closer, “you’re the best of the bunch.”

Ollie’s smile went wry. “Too bad Distant Kingdom isn’t hiring, huh?”

“Well, now,” Rafi said thoughtfully, “let me get back to you on that.”

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