"A few," Beckett allowed, smirking as she lifted another amulet from the table.
Beckett considered the other question, wondering if Bowen really would vouch for her to get in at the door. She supposed he might after being assaulted by a barrage of owls...
That tangent was leading her nowhere, so Beckett put on another smile and offered the amulet. "I have my ways. Can I interest you in a purchase? I wouldn't want to take up so much of your time without giving you more than a piece of parchment."