Chapter 84

“It’s not a ruse,” Marlow said plainly.

“Well then…” Remy pushed open the door.

The apartment was not what Marlow expected. Remy was chic and exacting in everything he did, but his home had a warmth to it with plush furniture, abstract but unpretentious art on the walls, and an impressive entertainment system.

There was even…

“Is that us?” Marlow crossed the room to a framed newspaper article. It was a shot of Marlow and Remy taking down a powerful rogue Mage from a year ago when separate cases had turned out to be connected.

“I like that picture, and we made a good team—when you weren’t telling me to get out of your way.”

Marlow chuckled as he turned back to Remy, who’d shed his shoes and was removing his jacket. The bag from the convenience store rested on the kitchen island. Marlow couldn’t keep his eyes from straying to it now.

“Can’t say I haven’t thought about this,” Remy said.

“Really?”