Chapter 22
"The healing," the figure said simply. "You've been careless. Twice now, at least, that I know of. There are eyes in that house far more observant than you realize, and at least one of them is already piecing together what you are."
"I don't know what you mean," Callie said automatically, old habit rising even here, even now, though something in her voice betrayed the lie.
"You do," the figure said, not unkindly, but firmly. "And pretending otherwise wastes precious time we don't have. You need to be far more careful from here forward. No more risks. No more slipping into rooms in the middle of the night no matter how much you want to help. Do you understand me?"
"Why does it matter to you?" Callie asked, taking a cautious step closer to the low wall, trying to catch some gl
