He didn’t even have to look back to know. Mamil Kipa had arrived at the meeting place. With trembling hands, Cadel shoved the newspaper into Lumen’s face, and Lumen accepted the heavily crumpled paper without a word of complaint. “Keep your face covered properly,” he barked fiercely. Then, he whipped his head around. With a bright, refreshing expression that completely masked the fact he had just been grinding his teeth, he immediately headed to Mamil Kipa. Mamil had found the most secluded spot in the cafe. When he belatedly made eye contact with Cadel, he openly scowled. It was an uncooperative attitude for someone who had come because he wanted something, but Cadel let it slide. Even in the game,