It was not possible to escape quickly. The elderly healer was unusually nimble. She must be jogging in her spare time. They say it has become fashionable in the capital. Should I get off my bike too?

“Well, where are you going, senorita,” the magician hissed, tightly grabbing my wrist. - Let's talk. Where we won't be disturbed.

“You can in my office,” I said without enthusiasm, realizing that I could not get away from talking with Neri.

The office was not only mine, but also Dr. Marcia's, but his working day was already over. And I was supposed to have a legal day off after an unscheduled night shift....