Nine
GWEN ARRIVED FOR TRAINING after breakfast, and Margaret was supposed to show up at any moment. Simon and I were in the hall when Gwen popped in, cell phone in hand.
Is Tori with you guys? she asked.
I think shes still in bed, I said. She didnt want breakfast. Ill go get
Thats okay. I just got a call from work. Someone called in sick and they need me to mind the gallery. Tell Tori Ill be back around four. She started to leave, then stopped and turned to Simon. Yesterday, when Andrew said I was a witch, you looked surprised. You couldnt tell?
Uh, no.
Cool. Guess that part of the modification worked.
Huh?
She smiled and waved us into the parlor, then she plunked into an oversized armchair, kicked off her shoes, and tucked her stockinged feet under her, obviously in no hurry to get to work.
I can tell youre a sorcerer just by looking at you. Its a hereditary trait. Sorcerers can recognize witches and vice versa. Andrew said they wanted to get rid of that when they tweaked your genes.
Why?
Political correctness run amok. They say witches and sorcerers developed the trait as a defense mechanism. She grinned. Know thy enemy.
Enemy? I said.
She looked at Simon. What have you heard about witches?
Um, not much.
Oh, dont be polite. Youve heard were inferior spell-casters, right? We hear the same about sorcerers. Its a silly rivalry, rooted back in the Inquisition. Both races are good spell-casters, with their own specialties. Anyway, Andrew says the Edison Group got the idea that if they could do away with that internal radar, wed all just get along.
She rolled her blue eyes. Personally, I think they made a big mistake. That recognition serves a perfectly good evolutionary purposeto prevent accidentally interbreeding.
Between witches and sorcerers? I said.
Right. Its a volatile mix and She stopped short, cheeks coloring. Enough of my blathering. Work calls, however much I might like to avoid the summons. She started to stand, then stopped. You guys like pizza?
Sure.
She asked us what we wanted. Ill bring dessert, too. She looked at Simon. Can you eat dessert?
I can have a little of whatever you get.
Good. She lowered her voice. Anything I can get you guys, just let me know. This isnt exactly a teen-friendly house, and you must be going nuts, worrying about your dad, Simon, and your aunt, Chloe. Im really hoping Another glance, another notch lower on the voice volume. Theyll come around. Andrew will push them in the right direction and Ill do what I can to help.
We thanked her. She asked us what magazines we read, so she could grab some. Then Andrew called for Simonit was time for his lesson. He told Gwen hed love some comics, whatever she could find, and he took off. I asked for a copy of Entertainment Weekly, which I figured would be easy to find.
Then, before she left, I asked, What you said about mixing witch and sorcerer blood, is it dangerous?
Do you mean?
Someone I know might have both.
She smiled. Something tells me were both talking about the same person, but neither wants to be the one to say it in case the other doesnt know. Is this someone named after a dead queen?
I nodded, and Gwen breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief. Andrew wasnt sure if you guys knew, and I didnt want to be the one caught gossiping.
I tried to tell her that Tori didnt know, but she kept going.
Yes, mixed blood presents some challenges. It adds an extra boost, and you guys, from what Ive heard, dont really need that. But the group says neither Diane nor Kit was a particularly powerful spell-caster, so
K-Kit? S-Simons dad?
We stared at each other. Gwens lips formed a soundless curse and she winced.
Guess I really am spreading gossip. Typical. She gave a shaky laugh as she busied herself checking her cell phone. It probably isnt true. Even the part about her dad being a sorcerer might not be true. Not like Id knowI never worked for the Edison Group and I dont know either Kit or Diane. Anyway, sorcerer blood or not, Im sure Tori will be just fine. Ill tell her
No! I mean, she doesnt know the rumors. Any of them. Her dad being a sorcerer was just something I overheard at the lab.
Well, then, I wont tell her. You shouldnt either.
Was Kit Bae Toris father? He couldnt be. Kit Bae was Korean, and you could easily see it in Simon. Not so in Tori.
Sure, genetics did some wonky thingslike Simons dark blond hair. But if Diane Enright intentionally got herself pregnant with a sorcerers childas the demi-demon claimedpicking Kit Bae would be like choosing a redheaded father when neither you nor your husband had red hair. There was a good chance Toris dad would know the baby wasnt his.
So, no, Tori and Simon didnt share a father. But if everyone else believed they did, Tori and Simon might hear the rumor, and that was a complication no one needed.
Darkest Powers 3 - The Reckoning
Ten
MARGARET ARRIVED SHORTLY AFTER Gwen left. When Tori came down and heard Margaret was taking me out for my lesson, she decided to join us. Tori might be good at hiding it, but I knew she was just as anxious and restless as we were. The last thing she needed was to spend the morning in our room. Derek and Simon sure wouldnt invite her to do anything with them.
When Margaret hesitated, I said Id be more relaxed with Tori along. Complete crap, but I cant help it. Derek isnt the only one to suffer from overwhelming instincts. I have the unshakable urge to be helpful, which I usually end up regretting. I only hoped I wouldnt this time.
Before we left, Andrew gave Margaret a bunch of tips about touring with a half-million-dollar runaway. It was clear he didnt want us to go out at all, but Margaret insisted. I was a long way from Buffalo, she said, and with my black hair, I didnt look like the girl in the poster. Besides, what kidnap victim would be driving around with a woman who could pass for her grandmother?
So we left. Margarets car was some fancy European model, like the kind my dad always leased, which made me think about him. Dad and I had never been real close. I was Moms baby, and after she died, well again, it was that instinct thing. Some people have the instinct to be parents and some dont, and Dad didnt, though he tried his best.
He traveled a lot, which didnt help. He did care about me, though. More than I realized. After my breakdown he flew from Berlin to stay at my bedside until I went to Lyle House. He only went back when he had to, and he thought I was safe in Aunt Laurens care.
So this necromancer stuff, Tori said from the backseat. Chloe doesnt know a lot about it.
She motioned for me to start asking questions. Id fantasized about meeting another necromancer, and here I had one and hadnt asked a single thing. Worrying about Dad wasnt going to help me any.
I started by asking Margaret about the ghostly reenactments Id seen. Residuals, she called them, but she didnt tell me anything else I hadnt already figured out. They were leftover energy from a traumatic event that played over and over again, like a film loop. Harmless images, not ghosts. As for how to block them
You wont need to worry about that for a few years. Concentrate on ghosts for now. Deal with residuals when youre old enough to see them.
But I am seeing them.
She shook her head. I suspect what youre seeing is a ghost reverting to his death formhow he appeared at the moment of his death. Ghosts can do that, unfortunately, and some like to do so to intimidate necromancers.
I dont think thats what this was. I told her about residuals Id seena man jumping into a saw in a factory and a girl being murdered at a truck stop.