Lila's expression sobers, her whole body going still. Her run-in with the guy looking for Bramford is still fresh on her mind, having only just happened earlier in the day. The way he'd talked to her, like she was beneath him, and the volatile way he'd reacted to her magic. He was giant, muscled, he could have easily done this to Nate. Could it be the same person?

"Wait a minute," she says, frowning now, "was he really tall, gold eyes and hair?"