Chapter 88

Levi picked up his bag and I spoke my next words to his back. "I'm sorry for thinking that you'd strike back at him in that manner."

"You thought this attempted murder was in retaliation for something Isaac had done to me?"

"That's what I said."

He prowled toward me. "No, Ash. You said there was a connection to him."

"Huh? Ew. No. I didn't think you were working on his behalf."

"Good to know I have standards. Low bar though, don't you think?"

"I was doing my job. How about you run along and do yours?"

He saluted me, the bag hefted on his shoulder, but as he passed he briefly caught my hand. "What took me off the list?" He ran his other hand over his jaw that showed a faint dusting of dark scruff, his eyes trained on me.

"A feather from a set of costume wings."

"Ah, yes. My views on the use of props while committing murder are rather well known." He snorted and dropped my hand.