“You know why I can’t go on my own.” Unable to bite down on the curiosity, I raised my hand and tried not to feel too much like a schoolboy when they both turned to look at me. “I don’t. You just said she wouldn’t let you.” A dark blush spread up to the man’s ears, which only served to egg Calcaria on. “Oh-ho, he didn’t tell you? Your little warlock here is blacklisted from half the auctions in Louisiana. He broke Katarina Franklin’s heart and robbed her blind. He just barely managed to talk her out of hunting him down for revenge.” She laughed and sent me a wink. “Or sport.”
