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The news from Sheriff Ortegea was not entirely unexpected. He told me there was a possibility we might need to travel soon, but that Wolfgang might need to be restrained the night of the full moon. Despite my experience in dealing with out-of-control subjects, I have to admit, none of them were family. He has been evasive concerning what might happen, this full moon, and I had to restrain myself from using the stick on him. I have no idea if Lycans are as durable as Jägerkin when it comes to emphatic discussions.

It was a bit of a relief to discuss the situation with Captain Veles at last. "Of COURSE you should have told me, it is not as if I could not see something was WRONG, and FOR THE LOVE OF OFF-SET CAMS I OWE GENIE A DOZEN CHICKENS BUT SHE WILL NOT ACCEPT THEM!" At the last, the broom-handle shattered on Veles's shoulder.

Amarantis lighted on the ledge outside the window of my office just in time to see the end of the broom bounce off the casement. She waited to see if I was calm before opening the window, as Veles asked, "Hokay, hyu gotz dot out uf you zyztem, ja? Hyu going to be hokay for now?"

I nodded, "Yes, thank you." It is not often I lose my temper, and thankfully he understands when I do.

Amarantis checked my hands over for damage before saying, "Mama, it isn't as if we hid anything from you, it is just that we did not know for certain."

I scrubbed at my face, frustrated. "I know, but everyone being so careful not to say anything around me, and knowing the tales from home..."

"Ja, vaz to keep hyu from vorrying," Veles said as he picked the splinters out of his hair. "Not to mek hyu opzet. Zumtimez dhese tingz dun vork az vell az ve plan." He picked his beret up from the chair and dusted it off, and settled it on his head. "Der scheriff sayz he haz a plan, vun dot iz less draztic dhan der schtuff Dr Mason zuggested."

"Yes, Dr. Mason... I do wish we had more information on this new 'Jeremiah', though he is not at all like the other incarnations." I straightened my desk and picked up the stray bits of broken china.

"Ho, de antelope guy - he don't schmell like de schtuff Sawyer left, not to any uf der boyz. He alzo dun schmell like der ting dot kidnapped Koen eidder." Veles looked over to Amarantis as he used the broken broom to sweep up the rest of the detritus.

Amarantis shook her head, "I had a look over him while he was delirious, Papa. You and the boys are right - that is not Zaideh. He is not the Jeremiah the sheriff remembers either." She shrugged, "I don't know who he is, but he has been messing with some pretty strong stuff. I am going to need his cooperation to find anything of his past." The mantling of her wings must have been unconscious, as she seemed surprised she brushed the vase of roses. Steadying the vase, she added, "I will check in with the sheriff and let him know, and make another patrol before going to bed."

I nodded as Veles dumped the last of the broken bits and the broom-end in the dustbin, "You are still staying at the lab?"

"Safer than leaving the place empty, and the aetheric transmission antenna is there. If Father calls with anything else for Wolfie, I will let you know." With that she tumbled out the window and glided down to the city hall front doors.

I watched her enter the building and sensed Veles watching as well. "Sche vill be hokay, und zo vill Volfgang, vith der scheriff'z help," he said.

"From your lips to the Builder's ears," I murmured in response.
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Things have been busy in the office, while I recover from the marathon that is the Relay. Records were broken, and the fight moves on as the research continues. Life goes on here, with one of our own fighting and moving forward.

There is just so much to do, from standing over the bottle-washers as they re-wash and sanitize the lab glassware they glossed over while senior staff were out, to organizing the Jaegerkin for a hat drive, and sending out reports home and to allies, including the diplomatic packet to Madame Tensai.

Sending the declassified formula book on concretes and mortars used by the Baron's construction battalions may be unnecessary, as she is a Spark. I realize she likely has over a thousand explosive compound recipes, but repairing the moon... I just want to make sure she has all the options open to her.

Wolfgang has been not better or now worse, but he is not eating, still. At the same time, he has not lost weight, that is worrying. Amarantis has been in touch with her father, who suggested adding silver nitrate to the field surgeon's packs for future incidents. However, with the infection so far in the past, he was not able to suggest a treatment he would try with such a young patient.

Dr Mason also gave her a list of books to look for in the second-hand markets, checking for his library. Some titles on the list I recognize from the Baron's library, though others might require a trip to the Biblioteke. I have sent a request to Master Callimachus with Mother, in hopes that some might be available for reference, if not copies.
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When I woke, Amarantis had been by, and recently, by the temperature of the fresh tea on my desk. There was also a package, wrapped in brown paper, with a note: "Given this by a third party, looking for the other half now." Upon unwrapping the package, I was shocked to find a large tome, bearing the markings identifying it as part of the Bloodwing Foundation Chronicles. It was the missing journal!

I could not reach Amarantis, she has gone to ground again, and none of the security devices could give an indication of where she had gone. She had departed from the roof and gone up until she was out of range of the sensors before continuing either in flight or slipping between the planes. I should have been proud of her security caution if I desperately did not need to know what path the book had taken!

I began to read....


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