Delilah stood for a moment longer, watching the door close. Then all expression left her face and she looked down at her hand. If the mottling of her skin alarmed her, she gave no sign. The loss of her scarf didn't seem to bother her either. With a faint shrug, she tucked her hands into her coat pockets and turned on her heel to begin the long walk home. She had a lot to think about. Kaimi had grown, been kidnapped, and now showed a disturbing new power. This was going to take some working out.
(End here?)
