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sorcery can do for you anymore. Healers aren't miracle workers. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could
havehelp ed you& "
"I don't want yourhelp ! I don't need yourhelp !"
"At least let me tell Buchan. We can handle the God Squad work between us for a while. You have to
rest, take things easy. We'll look after you."
"You'd love that, wouldn't you? You do so love to fuss over me. Well, I haven't time for that nonsense
anymore. I have things to do, and not much time to do them in."
Tomb looked at her blankly. "Things? What things? What can be more important than this? We're
talking about your life, Rowan! If you rest and take things easy, you could have months ahead of you yet.
There are still some things I can do, some things I can try. If you don't rest, you'll be dead in a few
weeks."
Rowan looked away from him. "A few weeks," she said quietly. "I didn't realize it had got that close.
Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sorry, Rowan. My scan was very thorough, and there's no room for doubt. Please. Let mehelp
you."
"No." Rowan lifted her head and faced him squarely, perfectly composed. "I've chosen my way and I'll
stick to it."
"And if you're wrong?"
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"Then I'm wrong!" Rowan smiled suddenly. "Trust me. Tomb. Whatever happens, I'm not going to die."
"Rowan, you have to face this. You can't just turn your back on it& "
"Oh, shut up! Get out of here, Tomb. Find something else to do instead of pestering me. I have some
thinking to do."
There was a knock on the door, polite but firm. Rowan strode past Tomb without looking at him,
opened the door, and glared at Buchan. "What do you want?"
"Hawk and Fisher are back. They're waiting in the drawing room. They want to talk to us immediately.
Apparently they've made a breakthrough on the God murders."
"What kind of breakthrough?" asked Rowan.
"They didn't give me any details. But they seemed quite excited."
"This better be important," Rowan said, sweeping past him. "I have things to do."
Tomb and Buchan followed her out of the room, each lost in his own separate thoughts.
Rowan stormed into the drawing room and threw herself into her favorite chair. Hawk and Fisher stood
together, their faces professionally calm, their hands resting on their sword belts. Rowan studied them
both.
"Buchan said something about a breakthrough. What have you found out?"
"The truth," said Hawk. "It took us a while, but we finally got there. We know who the God murderer
is."
Tomb entered the room just in time to hear that, and brightened up a little. "Well, that is good news,
Captain. When can we expect an arrest?"
"I think you'd better sit down, sir Tomb," said Fisher. "Our news isn't exactly pleasant."
Tomb's smile faded away. He made no move to sit down, and studied their faces closely. "What is this?
I don't understand."
"Rowan does," said Hawk. "Don't you. Rowan?"
The mystic met his gaze unflinchingly. "I don't know what you're talking about, Captain."
"All right," said Hawk. "We'll do it the hard way. Rowan, you're under arrest for the murder of four
Beings, and the sorcerer Bode. You will come with us to Guard headquarters, where arrangements will
be made for your trial. If you wish to make a confession, pen and paper will be provided."
Hawk glanced at Tomb. The sorcerer was staring at him blankly. Rowan hadn't reacted at all, except for
a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
"You must really be desperate, if you're reduced to making blind allegations like that," she said calmly.
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"What proof do you have? Where's your evidence? I have a right to know why I'm being charged."
"There'll be time for that later," said Fisher.
"We'll talk about it now!" snapped Rowan. "I'm a member of the God Squad, in good standing. We
have friends in high places. They won't stand by and let you lay all the blame on me, just because you're
getting nowhere and the pressure's on you to make an arrest."
"That's right," said Tomb quickly. "I think this has gone quite far enough. You must be mad, both of you.
How could it be Rowan? She's been very ill, and was actually confined to her bed when the killings took
place! I understand the pressure you must both be under, but I'm damned if I'll let you get away with
this& "
"That's enough!" Hawk's voice cut sharply across the sorcerer's bluster. "That's enough, sir Tomb. We
have a job to do, and you're not making this any easier for anyone. We know how the murders were
committed, and we know why. And if you weren't so blinded by your feelings for Rowan, you'd have
probably worked it out for yourself long ago. Rowan, it's time to go. Is there anything you want to take
with you, or anything you want to say?"
"I don't think so," said Rowan.
"You're not taking her anywhere!" said Tomb. "I told you; she's ill. She's in no condition to be locked up
in some filthy cell. I won't allow it. If she has to be kept somewhere, until she can be proved innocent,
she can stay here, under house arrest."
"I'm afraid we can't allow that," said Fisher. "We have to follow procedure."
"This is all irrelevant anyway," said Rowan. "None of you have the power to hold me anywhere."
"Rowan, dear, let me handle this," said Tomb quickly.
"Oh, shut up, Tomb."
Tomb gaped at her as she rose unhurriedly to her feet and smiled defiantly at Hawk and Fisher.
Something in the room's atmosphere changed in that moment, and they could all feel it. Without drawing
a weapon or moving a muscle, Rowan had suddenly become dangerous.
"That suppressor stone of yours won't stop me, Captain Fisher. It'll protect you and Hawk from my
magic, but it's not powerful enough to prevent me leaving any time I choose. I should have killed you
both when you first came here. But I made the mistake of going by appearances instead of reputation. I
really didn't think you had the brains to work out what was going on. By the time I realized you'd earned
your reputation, it was too late to attack you directly. That would have been too obvious. Even Tomb
might have noticed something. I tried using the Dark Men against you, but I couldn't match your training
as fighters."
"Rowan, what are you saying?" Tomb's face was pale and slack with shock. He made vague, fluttering
movements with his hands, and there was desperation in his voice. "You mustn't listen to her, Captain
Hawk. She's not well, she doesn't know what she's saying& "
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