Emery pushed aside the troubling thoughts about Gwen and forced his attention back toward the matters that required immediate action. .
He straightened in the main seat and turned his gaze toward Nyx.
"Any word from Annara?"
Nyx, who had maintained the closest contact with the woman in recent years, rose slightly before answering in her usual composed tone.
"Sister Annara returned to her home planet six months ago. I already sent messages and we should receive a reply within a week."
Emery nodded slowly.
"Good."
The reason he was asking about Annara was known only to a few in the room. If he intended to absorb what remained of the Midnight Brotherhood, then Varkul alone would not be enough. The man was capable, but also dangerous. He needed someone experienced in the criminal underworld, someone who could understand covert networks, someone he trust.
Annara was the ideal choice.
