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concerns. “Until I speak with you.”
    “You are a true friend, mon frère .”
    Jeb knew Philippe used his word choices intentionally and being included as a brother meant a lot to both of them.
    “I shall send Pádraig to meet you at Orly.”
    Pádraig was Philippe’s newest protégé and Jeb had heard a lot about him, though they had never met . “I look forward to meeting this young man at last,” he said. “And we shall see if he lives up to his name’s birthright.”
    Philippe gave a soft chuckle, maybe surprised that Jeb would know the meaning of the Irish name. But then Aideen had been Irish through and through, her Celtic witch roots running deep .
    Philippe’s words broke Jeb’s dark memories as the Frenchman spoke of his protégé’s name. “To be born noble you mean? I think you will be as impressed by him as he will be by you. There’s nothing greater I can give him than to share our friendship.”
    Jeb was truly touched. Yet Philippe wasn’t finished. He cleared his throat.
    “One more thing,” he murmured, his voice suddenly lowered as if someone new had entered the room. “The request I just made to you. . .”
    “To speak to no one of my coming?”
    “ Oui .” A pregnant pause. “I ask that you extend that request to your own family.”
    This was asking a lot, as Jeb did not like to keep secrets from his children . Adult grown though they were, to him they were still his responsibility.
    Before Jeb could reply, or even know his answer, Philippe added, “It will not be the first time,” his voice solemn.
    Jeb straightened, knowing what Philippe spoke about though neither had mentioned that event, or its cost. So why now?
    “Before I placed the needs of the Council above my needs as a father,” Jeb said, each word striking his heart. “And I have paid the price of that decision every day since.”
    “I am aware of this my friend.”
    But was he? Was he really?
    The case the Council had reviewed was complex. The use of magic to stop a rogue Were from killing a shifter who was in the middle of his change and thus vulnerable to attack. One sibling trying to protect another. In a different situation a jury could hear all the details and the accused would have not only been hailed a hero, but allowed to go scot-free. But not in a world where humans must never learn of the presence of non-humans. And if the human jury could never learn of the extenuating circumstances then the verdict was a given before the trial ever started.
    Jeb had been told to be happy that the death sentence had not been decreed. Scant condolence when he saw his youngest child, and his only daughter, leave the courtroom for a life sentence.
    It wasn’t Philippe’s deciding vote cast that day on the Council last spring. The vote that sent Jeb’s only daughter to prison.
    It was Jeb’s.

 
    CHAPTER 11
     
    I marched up to the very modern and very imposing glass building near the Neuilly Bridge, and stopped. Shaking Mandy and Jaylene had been easier than I’d expected. A quick detour to a public toilet to change out of my dowdy disguise, leaving my cell phone so it couldn’t be tracked, and a simple cloaking spell. Yes, using the spell for personal gain was going to bite me, since all magic use came at a price. But today I was willing to pay it to get some answers and confronting Bran with my two shadow guards was not the way to pull info out of him.
    Besides, I’d already earned so many black marks today between using powerful dark magic and killing preternaturals, I figured how much worse could the backlash get ? And if my team asked me what happened to my phone I could say I’d lost it leaning over one of the many bridges crisscrossing Paris.
    So here I was, ignoring the clouds whisking across the sun, leaving me wishing I’d brought along something warmer than my black hoodie, even as I shook myself  to focus on the task at hand.
    Leave it to Bran to house his Paris offices in not only the tallest building