Still, that part about the flaw or whatever the hell the book was talking about, yeah, I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it.
The book kept doing its thing, pages turning and glowing faintly as it wrote line after line.
I kept watching for a few more minutes, but… nothing.
No names.
No symbols.
Just endless, relentless writing.
"Great," I muttered. "A stalker book with commitment issues. Just what I needed."
Well, whatever. I could deal with it later.
Right now, I needed to focus on something else, specifically, on who the hell Veluna was.
Because I had a feeling that finding her… might uncover something I wasn't supposed to know.
But I had to be discreet about it. If she was hiding her real name, then there was definitely something suspicious and the last thing I needed was to raise a death flag by making her suspicious of me.
