The question itself was more telling. Hunters did not use specific phrases or codes to identify themselves. Instead, they weaved in hints during an exchange, and blurting out the name of an organisation that did not officially have one was not the way to do it.
In this situation, generous amounts of patience and caution were called for. She took a deep breath to formulate her response, pursing her lips as though deep in thought. A grin crept across her face when the solution turned out to be easier than expected.
“Veni ad scholam in Pompeiano,” Clara replied. (I went to school in Pompeii.)
“Illa civitas igne et cinere sepulta est?” The father asked. (The city buried by fire and ash?)
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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