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.

Quentin

since Citrine had suggested hypnotherapy, Raymond had been trying to get in touch

Raymond casually mentioned that Citrine had referred him, Yates' attitude changed in a heartbeat,

Yates was currently in Havencrest, so they arranged to meet

clearly took the case seriously, clearing his entire afternoon schedule

in greeting.

Cooper, nice to meet

brought up Citrine right away. "If Citrine sent you, I assume you're someone

be someone she

was willing to

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

clearly

like to try a few sessions of deep hypnosis and

condition had persisted for years. Since medicine hadn't offered any

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