Chapter 100

"Hold it tight and keep it away from me. If it causes trouble again, I'll have to see what dog stew tastes like." Citrine's voice grew even colder as she spoke.

Damn brat.

This time, Quentin gripped the leash firmly, making sure the dog couldn't follow her.

But the mutt just wouldn't settle down, barking insistently in the direction Citrine

had gone.

"Quiet, you ungrateful mutt. Do you even know who your real owner is?" Quentin clamped his hand over the dog's snout.

"She's met you once. What did she give you that's got you so worked up?"

When the barking finally stopped, Quentin tugged gently on the dog's ear and sat down right where Citrine had been moments ago. Mimicking her, he tried to give Biscuit some commands.

"Sit." He gestured the way Citrine had.

Biscuit didn't budge.

"Spin."

Still nothing.

on," Quentin muttered, exasperated.

had suggested hypnotherapy, Raymond had been trying to

kept politely refusing. But as soon as Raymond casually mentioned that Citrine had referred

was currently in Havencrest, so they

Citrine had sent him, Yates clearly took the case seriously, clearing his entire afternoon schedule just

extended a hand in

Cooper, nice to meet

Citrine right away. "If Citrine sent you, I assume you're someone important to

someone

someone was willing

man was much for small talk, so after a few polite words, Raymond explained

clearly taken

a case quite like yours. I'd like to try

medicine hadn't

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