Kanesha joined me after a few. “What’s wrong?”

“She’s a selkie. And somebody grabbed her cloak.” The fact that whoever it was hadn’t already come to claim his prize led me more towards thinking this was ignorance rather than somebody who knew what was going on.

Kanesha apparently know what that meant. She swore.

“I’m thinking whoever picked it up has no clue, so there’s a chance we can trick it back out of them.”

“Trick?” the selkie asked.

I grinned. “Trick. You’re a fairy, you know about tricks.”

“I do, but…”

I grinned more. “Trickster’s daughter. I know what I’m doing.” I glanced at Kanesha. “If he’s ignorant, he probably thinks it’s just a weird wrap.”

“I’ll…” Kanesha laughed. “I’ll check lost and found.”

“I don’t think there is one formally, but try the lifeguard station.”

She nodded and set off at a jog up the beach.

I turned to the selkie. “Okay. On the assumption whoever it was didn’t turn it in…”

“…and that if they did the lifeguards don’t know…”

“If they did, then we can go get it. If not…” I scanned the crowd again. At least I wasn’t sensing any other supernaturals.

Then again, I thought the cloak thing only worked with mortals. “And you can trust Kanesha, too.”

“She wouldn’t want me when she has you.” A bit of a teasing note to that.

I grinned. “Nope, even if you are hot.”

“You don’t want me when you have her,” the selkie pointed out.

I didn’t ask her name. Fairy names are almost as powerful as demon names. She’d probably give a false one anyway.

But she was bound to the cloak and bound to promises. Right now, I could sense her aura flickering, off, but I knew it was anxiety and fear, not anything magical.

I would be anxious and afraid too. “Wish I had a witch.”

“Because a witch could track it.”

I nodded. “Yeah. I can’t. I can sense you, but I can’t sense the cloak at all.”

I closed my eyes, to see if that would help, but it didn’t.

“Not many can.” She paused. “But…I can trust you, because I can tell you’re in love with somebody else.”

I nodded. “You can. If I was single it might be a question, though.”

She laughed. “You also aren’t mortal.”

I nodded again. “Emphatically not. So…this is what we’re going to do.”