He looked up at Katelyn. “I know you and her have a history. I know she fucked--”“That’s not the problem between us,” Katelyn interrupted. �...��Look, Kirk. You picked wrong again. Maybe, it’s you.”“Of course it’s fucking me,” Kirk bitched. “But it’s also each and every one of them. Look at this chucklefuck!”He played the video again and slid his phone across the table to Katelyn. She picked it up and frowned. She turned the volume down, ignoring the looks of disgust and curiosity from the other. Though at least he seems to be able to learn specific things to do in response to specific failures in the past.Anyway, enough ranting and let me tell the story in the order it happened.Sleymar Magyar is the current grand master of the guild. He was selected because his undeniable expertise in magical matters and the understanding that actual relations both inside and outside the guild would be handled by the provost. That has worked well enough, it is just that Sleymar manages to get into more. She wasn’t one of those fallen angels but the innocent daughter of a miner searching his played-out claim for the remnants of the elusive gold dust just out of the reach of his crippled hands.The sound of the door locking behind them was the signal for Rowdy to shed all of his dusty clothing and jump into the tub waiting with the heated water already ordered for their use and paid for in advance.Clementine watched with astonished eyes as her new best friend did the same and saw the flash of her. Before he left, Nolan gave Jessica another silver anklet and suggestedshe find an ally in the Club to help her. Anyone who did would get thesame deal from Miss Farincetti, he promised.Jessica soon realized how good of an idea that would be. She neededsomeone who could be her backup. What if she were suddenly forced totake off the anklet for some reason? She would need someone to put itback on for her. But who? The one person she would have trustedcompletely was Melanie, but she had.