“I don’t need a Keltar Druid to know when you’re lying.” I scowled. “Why is that?” “I’ve been around a long time. You learn to read people.” “Exactly how long?” “What did it say to you?” I blew out a breath, exasperated. “It said I used to ride it. It called me ‘old friend.’ ” One nice thing about talking to Barrons was that I didn’t have to mince words. He burst out laughing.
