She looked at him. “Did you?” She looked over very deliberately at the black staff, resting against the window ledge beside him.
“It doesn’t work,” he insisted quietly, but she could tell from the way he said it that he was hedging.
“What if the Lady has sent someone to kill you, just to be sure you don’t switch sides?” She flushed. Are we going to pretend that what happened five years ago couldn’t happen again today?
That war between the Word and the Void is still going on, and the creatures that fight in it still exist. There are still feeders out there, multiplying in the wake of the bad things that happen. Humans are still working hard at destroying themselves. Nothing has changed, John. You act as if it has. The fact that your life is different doesn’t mean the world is. And it doesn’t mean your connection to it has stopped having significance. Some things you can’t walk away from. Wasn’t that the lesson you taught me?”
He stared at her for a moment without replying, then shook his head. “It isn’t the same.”
He was lying to himself, and he didn’t even realize it. She saw it clearly, a truth so obvious that she was appalled. Why was he refusing to listen to her? She remembered him as being so clear headed, so focused on the reality of the world’s harsh demands and unexpected treacheries. What had happened to him?
“Did you know there’s a demon in Pioneer Square?” she asked quietly.
That got his attention. She watched his reaction with satisfaction, a quick shifting of the pale green eyes, a hint of shock and disbelief on the angular face. “It was hunting homeless people last night in the catacombs of the old city. I was out walking with Ariel, after midnight, because I couldn’t sleep. We could hear its victims screaming.”
“You didn’t see it?”
She shook her head. Ariel could smell it. She wouldn’t let me go after it. She was terrified.”
He glanced down at his food. “Maybe she was mistaken.”
Nest gave him a moment to consider what he had said, then replied, “Maybe she wasn’t.”
She could tell what he was thinking. He was wondering what a demon would be doing so close to home. He was wondering why he hadn’t known, then deciding it was because he had given up his position as a Knight of the Word, then realizing how vulnerable that made him. She let him work it through, saying nothing.
“If there is a demon, it has nothing to do with me,” he said after a moment, sounding like a man trying hard to convince himself.
She finished her iced tea and looked over at him. “You don’t believe that for a moment.” She paused. “You wouldn’t care to tell me about your dream, would you?”
He shook his head.
She smiled. “Okay, John. I did my good deed. I came here to warn you, and I’ve warned you. The rest is up to you. I’m here until tomorrow. We can talk about this some more, if you’d like. Just give me a call. I’m staying at the Alexis.”
She rose. It was better to leave things where they were, not to say anything more, to let him think about it. He stared at her, perplexed by her abruptness. She reached for her purse. “Can I help pay for the lunch?”
He shook his head quickly. “Wait, I’ll walk back with you.”
“I’m not going back,” she said. “f m staying down on the waterfront for a while, have a look around.”
They stared at each other, neither saying anything. She could see the indecision mirrored in his green eyes. “You believe what she’s saying about me, don’t you?” he asked finally. “What the Lady’s saying?”
“I don’t know that I do,” she answered him. “I don’t know what I believe. It’s difficult to decide. But I think you have to look carefully at the possibility that she might be telling you the truth. I think you have to protect yourself.”
He reached for his staff and levered himself to his feet. The waitress saw them rise, and she came over to give them the check. Ross took it, thanking her. When she was gone, he held out his hand to Nest.