Hazan shot him a dark look, but still he gave Kamran a deferential nod. “You are very lucky, then, that I already have a trusted team upon whom I rely. They’ll make a fine militia.” Kamran, who’d been about to resume his walk, turned fully to face his friend. He was unable to leach the surprise from his voice when he said, “You have a team?” “I’ve never worked alone,” said Hazan quietly. “I’m not the only one who’s been searching for her, you know.”
