“Remember how I told you I felt one the other day? That I was tingly all over? And it only stopped when they moved the dead man out of the alley?” When she nods, I continue, rubbing my arms as if I can still feel the thousands of pinpricks. “Well, I felt another. Worse than before this time. I think I even know how he died. Someone cut his throat in the alley behind the guild hospital.”
