So, Tully was his name. Tully, Tully … any Tullies (Tolly? Touley?) on the record? He’d give it a look and then give those files a walk if they looked too bad.

“She’s a beautiful woman,” Aslan shrugged, going quiet.

She wasn’t the first beautiful creature to lure in prey successfully, and she wouldn’t be the last.

He carefully left out the part where she was married, once.

And the part where their father was dead because her husband was, too.