Quinn asked Rye skeptically. He hurried along with Rye and Folly toward a low-lying meadow not far from Wick Harbor. “I don’t know, Quinn. Did you and Folly put this on the sill?” Rye held up the black stone for him to see again. She had already explained how she’d found identical stones on Silvermas and again in the Shambles, and told them everything Waldron had said about the Wailing Cave and Black Annis. “Of course not,” Quinn replied. “Does it seem like the type of trick my mother would play?” Quinn pursed his lips. “She did throw my shoes in the bog after I tracked in the cowplop, but I don’t think she was trying to be funny.” “And yet it seems like someone on Pest wants me to go to the Wailing Cave.” “Slinister could have come back here any time. Why follow you?” Quinn asked. “He thinks Harmless took something from him . . . and that I know where it is.” “Well . . . ,” Quinn said. He and Folly flashed Rye dubious glances. They had both grown fond of Harmless, but they’d heard enough about him to know that Slinister’s accusation wasn’t out of the question.
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