'That would be great. Thank you.' The gratitude was genuine and obvious in Gabe's face and hands, because so far, they hadn't had much luck at all except in finding out where Marr hadn't gone. Or which friends she didn't have. Or a myriad of other things which did nothing but eliminate them, and told them nothing about where she was.

Someone had paid her to blow up the Sanctuary. Someone had paid Sanguine to kill Solomon. Chances were, it was the same person, and if they'd tried twice, they were going to try again.

He sipped his water while Myron went to find his list, and then let Skulduggery take it. He would know better what to do with them. While the detective ran over the names, the Archangel asked Myron, 'Anything you need help with today?'