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considering the implications. It would take a lot of nerve to try and sneak
into a witch's house cloaked by an invisibility spell, if it even worked. It
would be dangerous.
Of course, no more dangerous than what I'd already done."I'll do it." .
They looked at me as if I'd suggested I would make the Statue of Liberty
disappear.
"How?"Nathan folded his arms across his chest as if daring me to prove him
wrong. "Do you even know the basics of spell work?"
"No," I reluctantly admitted. "But I did participate in the ritual to get you
back from the scary side. And I used to play that light-as-a-feather game at
slumber parties."
Nathan actually smiled a little at that. "I quiver in fear."
"From what I understand, our options are fairly limited. We can either charge
in, guns blazing, so to speak, or try and sneak in to gather the information
and then go rescue your friends." Cyrus tapped the book. "I think we should
try the one where my father doesn't kill us all, and we have a chance to save
their lives as well."
Nathan watched us, his expression tight. "What about me?"
"What about you?" Cyrus asked offhandedly.
He rolled his eyes. "I have a blood tie to your father, you stupid bastard!
He'll know we're coming!"
"There's no need for name calling," I interrupted. "You've closed him off for
years. He won't suspect anything."
"That's not true," Cyrus said quietly. "Nathan's absolutely right."
I turned to Cyrus. "So, it's just you and me, then?"
"The hell it is!" Nathan roared. "I'm not letting you go in there with him!"
"If she can't go with me, she has to go alone. You've already made it clear
you don't like that option, either." Cyrus sighed. "Neither doI . But it is
our best option."
"Cyrus " I began, but he cut me off.
"I'm still susceptible to him" He looked down, as if ashamed. "He's a very&
charismatic man."
"She managed to fight off your charms for a while, anyway. Maybe she has a
chance against him." Nathan sounded resigned and very, very unhappy. "I've got
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to go downstairs and open the shop. If you promise not to be trouble, the two
of you can come down and help me find the ingredients for these spells.
Carrie, you'll have to practice."
He sounded like a music instructor. Practice! As if I could practice for
something so dangerous. In fact, the less I thought about it, the less likely
it would be that I would back out.
"Fine.You two see what you can do. I'll rejoin you shortly." Cyrus issued his
proclamation with the air of someone who knew exactly how to order people
around.
"What are you going to do? Wish us luck?" I planted my hands on my hips.
"No, I'm going to take a shower. Unlike others in this apartment, I don't let
personal hygiene fall by the wayside when catastrophe strikes." He nodded to
Nathan and me and disappeared down the hallway.
Nathan said very little as we walked down to the shop. He unlocked the door,
and I stepped inside and waited for him to turn on the lights. I never touched
the switches behind the counter. They always gave me static shocks.
The banks of fluorescents clicked and buzzed, illuminating the store from the
back to the front. I blinked against the changing light and headed toward the
counter.
On the floor behind the glass display cases containing gaudy pentacles and
ridiculously expensive crystal wands, I spied a sleeping bag. Nathan stooped
down and began rolling it up. I watched for a moment, until he glanced up and
asked, "Well, are you going to give that spell a look?"
"You've been sleepinghere?" I winced, imagining what the hard wooden floor
would have done to my back had I been in his place.
He zipped the sleeping bag with great purpose. "It's not permanent. I'm not
going to just hand my apartment over to you."
"I would never ask you to." My fingers flexed on the edge of the countertop.
"I never asked you to."
There was a long silence. When Nathan looked at me again, his eyes were
rimmed with red."Why him, Carrie?"
My voice caught in my throat. "Would it have been better if it was someone
else?"
"No." He didn't turn away, just kept staring at me with an intensity that
burned. "No, it wouldn't have been."
I glanced down to hide the tears in my eyes. "He loves me. Or, he wanted me
to love him once, and now that's just& enough."
"You wanted to love me once, too," Nathan reminded me.
I nodded and swallowed against my tears. "He's different now. When he was my
sire, I wanted so badly to give in to him. To let my humanity go just so I
could be with him. But I couldn't. I don't know why."
"Because you're a good person."He smiled sadly. "So, you love him now because
he deserves it?"
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