Page 39 of Crown of Lies


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“I’m getting a bit of a lead,” I explained carefully.

He lifted a brow. “And how do you think that idiot has anything to do with these attacks on the students?”

I stared in complete shock. “I never said anything about Clave.”

“Please. You’ve been quiet about your ideas so far, and the moment we meet His High Holiness, you say you have a lead. It’s not a stretch.”

And he isn’t upset about it. That’s good to know.

“Okay,” I admitted. “It is about Clave. But I don’t know what, why, or how.”

“Don’t worry so much about the details. You have a lead on your first day, and that’s fabulous. Remember, you’ve got me by your side.” Razai clapped me on the back, yanked his hand away like he’d been burned, cursed, then shoved his hands into his armpits.

I fought back a smile, even in my current state of doom and overwhelm. He was trying very hard to respect my personal bubble, and it was kind of entertaining to watch.

Hesitantly, I reached out and patted the side of his arm. “Thanks, Razai. You’ve been a great guide. Just make sure you send the president all my questions.”

He grimaced. “Don’t remind me.”

The final area of the school he showed me were the student dorms near the arboretum and the faculty housing near the training yard. Both buildings were tucked away in picturesque little coves of trees, surrounded by more spreads of gardens and ponds.

Just ridiculous. I won’t even ask how much tuition is.

“That’s mine,” Razai said, pointing to the corner room on the fifth floor of the faculty housing. His finger moved one floor beneath his. “And that’s yours.”

Good. Razai and I had an entire floor between us. That was very, very good. He struck me as a person who might pound on my door in the middle of the night, fun facts ready to dispense, if we were direct neighbors.

I could live with this.

Razai pulled a key from his pocket and offered it to me. “Room 412. You’re allowed to use a university car to bring your things over. Park in the lot behind the faculty building and make sure you’re moved in by the end of tomorrow.”

He checked his watch. “And that’s my cue. My shift of the student trials is coming up; I’ll see you later.”

The archangel summoned his ethereal wings and launched toward the clouds, gliding toward the main campus once more.

“I have a feeling that’s a habit,” I sighed.

Chapter Fourteen

I walked into room 412 expecting a blank space, ready to plan out where I’d set down a sleeping bag.

Instead, an automatic light revealed a small entryway with a modern bench and console table. The living room had a sofa, overstuffed chair, and coffee table. The media console even had a TV. The kitchenette was as big as any hotel suite’s, and the bedroom had a king size mattress on a sturdy wooden frame and a clean bathroom attached.

“I can work with this,” I informed the room with approval.

My phone rang. I read the screen expecting to see Azra’s name but instead faced an unknown number.

“Hello?” I asked.

“This is Quinn Underwood, Administrative Manager at Hartfall University. I’m looking to speak with Miss Isra Valence.”

“This is she.”

“Your employment contract has been received, and a university car is waiting for you in the faculty parking lot. Please pick up your key today before six. Also, President Castile informed me that he’s emailed you regarding the questions you’d submitted regarding your contract. If you haven’t received it, please let me know.”

Her tone was kind and in-charge. I didn’t get hell-bat vibes at all, and I figured she was probably a normal person who didn’t put up with Razai’s shit.

“Thanks, Quinn. I’ll be right there. Just checked my email—I have his reply.”

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