Chapter 97
The mega-market Marc took her to was like nothing Aldara had seen in Europe. The enormous building carried everything from fresh bread to lawn tractors. In the middle was a big section of low-priced clothing.
"I know the quality isn't what you're used to but they're open all night. In Quebec, we have a few clan members who own shops, so they tend to keep very late hours."
"Your people have had to be very self-sufficient over the years, haven't they?" she asked. She picked up a couple of pairs of jeans and some sweaters. Canada in October was cold compared to the sunny coast of Greece.
"Very. But we're slowly working to make connections with other paranormal beings and create a network to help each other out. My friend Damien used to be a police officer in Philadelphia. They actually have an entire task force of supernaturals."