"Why are we..." Erskine blinked. "What, would you rather we didn't say anything?"
It wasn't like anyone could predict what would happen, but whatever did end up happening, it was pretty clear anyone who knew Gabe or Rafe or Merlin even in passing would need to watch their step. Anton owned an incredibly powerful Hotel, was incredibly powerful himself, took the news of Skulduggery being Vile the worst, and - and, Erskine realised numbly, had a room full of evil little spirits. He may not have wanted to be involved, but he was. He was a prime target.
Had Skulduggery even thought of that? Skulduggery thought of everything, but he couldn't have thought of this, or he would have told Anton himself already. By his own logic, he would have.
"You've never stopped and worried about fashion," Erskine murmured into his glass as he took another sip. He'd tried to get Anton into fashionable clothes once. Like so many experiments with Anton, he'd never tried again.
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It wasn't like anyone could predict what would happen, but whatever did end up happening, it was pretty clear anyone who knew Gabe or Rafe or Merlin even in passing would need to watch their step. Anton owned an incredibly powerful Hotel, was incredibly powerful himself, took the news of Skulduggery being Vile the worst, and - and, Erskine realised numbly, had a room full of evil little spirits. He may not have wanted to be involved, but he was. He was a prime target.
Had Skulduggery even thought of that? Skulduggery thought of everything, but he couldn't have thought of this, or he would have told Anton himself already. By his own logic, he would have.
"You've never stopped and worried about fashion," Erskine murmured into his glass as he took another sip. He'd tried to get Anton into fashionable clothes once. Like so many experiments with Anton, he'd never tried again.