Mars turned to Kannikey and nodded. He’d watch over her while she stole the sample of Surebelow that the villain Serrin held up to show the crowd. Serrin had worked in secret when he and his thug had questioned Jeremy. That meant the man must have other secrets too. If his secrets involved threatening Tonturin with horrifying poison Mars had to do something to stop him.
Mars decided this independently from Jeremy. Nevertheless, despite all his usual good sense he intended to accompany Kannikey back home as she delivered her contraband into Jeremy’s hands.
“Blast it,” he muttered under his breath, tagging along after the girl’s shapely form like a puppy. He hated it when Jeremy was proved right.