"I do." His gaze ran past me. "So nice to see you again, reaper. And I can see by the bruises around Risa's lovely neck that you've been doing an outstanding job of protecting her again."
Azriel didn't reply, but then, he didn't have to. Even Lucian couldn't have missed the sudden jump in air temperature. I wondered briefly just how dark Valdis's flames were, but didn't turn around to check.
"Stop avoiding the question, Lucian. Why are you here?"
He snorted softly. "You were here to meet your father, were you not? I thought I might be of some use—especially since the Raziq were likely to turn up and cause problems."
"But how the hell did you know we were even going to be here? It's not like we've been anywhere near each other recently, so you couldn't have read it in my thoughts."
The Aedh generally could read human—or non-human—minds only when they were in close proximity to them. However, they formed a strong mental link with their partners during the act of sex, enabling them to hear their thoughts from a distance.
That bond was—according to Lucian—somewhat inoperative between the two of us. In fact, he'd claimed he could read my thoughts only when he was physically making love to me. Whether that was true or not I had no idea. I trusted him, but no matter what Azriel might think, it wasn't blind trust. I knew he had secrets. Knew they were more than likely dangerous ones.
"If you do not wish anyone to know where you are," he said, "then you had better inform your friends of this fact."
"Ilianna told you?" That surprised me. I would have expected a little more caution, even though she knew Lucian was involved in our quest for the keys.
"No. I was at your home waiting to see you, and the note from your father was lying in plain view on the table. If you didn't want anyone to know where you were, you should have hidden the evidence."
That was true enough, I guess. But I hadn't thought it necessary to hide the note in the safety of our own home. Yet . . . something still niggled. And I wasn't entirely sure whether it was disbelief or Azriel's distrust flowing through the far reaches of my thoughts.
"Well, as it turns out, you've missed all the action."
He raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"
"My father was less than impressed by the discovery that I have a tracker in my heart. He left the minute he sensed the Raziq's approach."
I stepped around him, then headed out of the station. He fell in step beside me. Azriel was a seething mass of annoyance that followed.