If Jamie was there it could only mean one thing: trouble.
The men exchanged cool nods. Katelina caught her mother's arm and dragged her to the living room. "Micah was right. You should sit down."
"I'm fine, dear. Oh!" She surrendered as Katelina shoved her into a chair. "All right."
Brad cocked his head. She gave him a tight lipped smile and hurried back to the kitchen. It was deserted. Voices sounded outside, and she followed the sound to discover the three men in the shadows of the backyard. Though Jorick and Jamie appeared relaxed, their shoulders said otherwise. Micah made no bones about his attitude, his hands angry fists at his sides.
Jamie was mid-sentence, "requested extra security for it. It's all a political point, because Canada wants their own Guild. Since it's busy work, Eileifr thought of you."
The master's name made Katelina's heart stop. "What does The Guild want? Jorick isn't an Executioner anymore."
Jamie sighed. "Unfortunately, he's still on the books."