She had been with Jack for close to two years, the longest either of them had been with another since their deaths. Together that long and for a time inseparable, she had to find him; had to warn him. It was the least she could do given their relationship, especially when he’d been the only one to come to her defense after she’d gotten in trouble. Mason had been too busy with his own affairs to bother showing any interest, the matter further complicated by her being a reaper under his authority and her former mentor. Favoritism would have been seen as a weakness, and one did not become chancellor by being weak. The Elders had been hard on her, but they’d be even harder on Jack. They had little tolerance for trouble and it would be no inconvenience to send a reaper to their eternal death—a fate Jack would surely face if they found him guilty of murdering that woman, whether it was true or not. Jack would be made an example of, sending out a clear message to all. There would be no trial, just a decision made by the Elders, their justice swift and unquestioned.
