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Chapter Nineteen

As Mordi paused on Izzy’s doorstep to straighten his tie, his holo-pager beeped. He considered ignoring it— he had no intention of getting sidetracked from this date by some Protector emergency—but in the end guilt won out. He jammed the Receive button with his thumb. “What?” he demanded, even before the image could take form.
It was Bilius. “We’ve had an anonymous tip. An Outcast plot. We’re not sure what’s going on, but since it’s taking place at a mortal forum, we assume the plan is to eradicate one of them.”
Mordi groaned, seeing his date go flying off to the wayside. “When?”
“Tonight.”
Yup. Bye-bye, Izzy. “Okay. Give me the details.”
“The Thomas Edison Inventors Award Ceremony. Our tipster says—”
“Wait. You said the Inventors Award Ceremony? The one here? In New York? Tonight?”
“Is that a problem?” Bilius did not look particularly pleased with the interruption.
“No, sir. No problem at all.” Because Mordi already happened to be attending that particular ceremony. So it really was no problem at all.
In fact, the only problem he foresaw was that Izzy just might be the target. After all, his father had an overwhelming interest in inventors and inventions. And, now that he thought of it, it was quite possible that the woman was in cahoots with Daddy Dearest. It was an unpleasant possibility, but one he couldn’t deny. Perhaps that’s why Zephron had put him on this case as well.
He sighed. In all honesty, he’d been hoping for a little action this evening. Arresting his date, however, wasn’t quite what he had in mind.

Chapter Nineteen

As Mordi paused on Izzy’s doorstep to straighten his tie, his holo-pager beeped. He considered ignoring it— he had no intention of getting sidetracked from this date by some Protector emergency—but in the end guilt won out. He jammed the Receive button with his thumb. “What?” he demanded, even before the image could take form.
It was Bilius. “We’ve had an anonymous tip. An Outcast plot. We’re not sure what’s going on, but since it’s taking place at a mortal forum, we assume the plan is to eradicate one of them.”
Mordi groaned, seeing his date go flying off to the wayside. “When?”
“Tonight.”
Yup. Bye-bye, Izzy. “Okay. Give me the details.”
“The Thomas Edison Inventors Award Ceremony. Our tipster says—”
“Wait. You said the Inventors Award Ceremony? The one here? In New York? Tonight?”
“Is that a problem?” Bilius did not look particularly pleased with the interruption.
“No, sir. No problem at all.” Because Mordi already happened to be attending that particular ceremony. So it really was no problem at all.
In fact, the only problem he foresaw was that Izzy just might be the target. After all, his father had an overwhelming interest in inventors and inventions. And, now that he thought of it, it was quite possible that the woman was in cahoots with Daddy Dearest. It was an unpleasant possibility, but one he couldn’t deny. Perhaps that’s why Zephron had put him on this case as well.
He sighed. In all honesty, he’d been hoping for a little action this evening. Arresting his date, however, wasn’t quite what he had in mind.