““And another scent, weak, but there. The scent of disease. One of the people standing there was ill. Emerson waited, but he wasn’t the only one. “Cuff her,” he said, nodding to a man standing behind her. He looked at someone else, a tall redhead who glared at Rune as though Rune had somehow managed to offend her. “Mare. Hide her car.” The man behind Rune grabbed her arm and she heard the chain of handcuffs rattle as he started””