“You have a phone?” “For work, yes.” “Why didn’t I know that?” There was an edge to her voice, more frustrated than suspicious. “If I want you, I will find you.” He did not need modern technology to locate her, just magic. “And what if I want you?” That question was innocent enough and shouldn’t have made him feel anything at all, but the idea that she might ask him for help—and accept it—sent a strange sort of thrill through him. “Then you have only to say my name.”
