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She sensed a glamour, a spell to help people see only what they wanted to see when they looked at him. She narrowed her eyes, looking under the shield of magick, and saw that he was wearing knives strapped to his body, and a pair of bright silver guns. And to top off the utter impossibility, he had the leather-wrapped hilt of a sword poking up over his left shoulder.
What, he just couldn't find anything else to wear this morning? she thought, and found herself backing up.
Theo took two more startled steps back, her left hip hitting the glass cabinet that held the cash register. She barely noticed the flare of pain that caused. "What are you?" she asked, and saw something--a blush--rising up his clean-shaven cheeks. Blushing. A man who knew her name came strolling into her shop wearing guns, and he was blushing?
"You might not believe me," he said, and pulled something that looked like a business card out of his pocket. He offered it to her, still not looking up at her face. "I have several things to tell you, and I just..." He trailed off.
Theo couldn't back up any more. The glass cabinet was behind her. The air in the store stirred uneasily, the wards sensing her fear. How had he gotten through them, armed like that? "What are you?" she asked again. "Was that you, following me last night?"
He was still offering her the card. "All I can tell you right now..." He broke off and glanced at Suzanne. Theo looked back at Elise, who was leaning against a bookcase, grinning. "...is that you're in danger, and I'm here to help."