The truth always comes out, it���s a fundamental rule of time���

���So are you going to tell me what the fucks going on with you?��� Noel���s question sounded from the door of the storeroom. Sage tried to ignore him as she studied the spreader bars lined up on the wall. There had been a request for one on stage four. She looked down at her paper again, but struggled to concentrate. ���Well?��� Noel wasn���t going to go away.
���������������������������I wouldn���t let Mistress Beth hear you swearing.��� Sage glanced over her shoulder at Noel. He didn���t look particularly worried.