The Most Endangered Kid on the Planet
EARLIER THIS YEAR, WHEN KRISTOF NAST SUED FOR CUSTODY of Savannah, he’d done so by claiming to be her father. At first, I hadn’t believed him. Savannah, as the daughter of a notoriously powerful woman who was both a witch and a half-demon, showed every sign of matching or surpassing her mother’s powers, and as such she’d be a prize acquisition for any Cabal.
As for Kristof being her father, it was preposterous. No witch would ever get involved with a sorcerer, much less a high-ranking Cabal sorcerer. Then I’d met Kristof, seen Savannah’s eyes staring back at me, and knew there was no question of paternity.
Even if I’d still doubted it, his actions proved he wasn’t trying to recruit a potential employee. Kristof hadn’t just made a halfhearted attempt to kidnap Savannah. He’d put his all into getting custody, and he’d died trying to stop Savannah from hurting herself. A sorcerer like Kristof Nast would never do that for a witch who wasn’t his daughter.
This story had been churning in the Cabal gossip mill for months now. Anyone looking for Cabal children would know about Savannah. They’d also know that, unlike every other child and grandchild of a Cabal CEO, she wasn’t ferried to and from a private school in an armored car filled with half-demon bodyguards. She had only Lucas and me, and right now, she didn’t even have us.
I will say, with some modicum of pride, that I did not panic. Okay, I did have a few moments of heart palpitations and rapid breathing, but I managed to pull myself together before hitting the clinical anxiety stage.
It took only a few minutes for Lucas and his father to come up with a plan that kept me from barreling out the door and grabbing the next plane home. Benicio had already dispatched the corporate jet to Portland. By the time he mentioned the possible danger to Savannah, Cabal guards were en route to pick her up. I will admit to a brief moment of “What if this is all a setup and he’s going to snatch Savannah” anxiety, but I managed to stifle it before I blurted out any wild accusations. Lucas trusted his father to bring Savannah here, so I trusted him.
Lucas made the call to Michelle’s parents, apologized for waking them, and tossed together a plausible story to explain why several huge men would be arriving at their door to collect Savannah. Or I assume he came up with a plausible story. I heard none of it. I knew enough about Lucas, though, to know he was capable of manufacturing the most convincing lies at a moment’s notice—yet another birthright from his father.
At my request, Lucas also talked to Savannah. What did he tell her? The truth. I’m sure of that. If it was me on that phone, I’d have sugarcoated it for her. I couldn’t help it. The urge to make her life easier was too great. So I’d have given her a watered-down version, and she’d have listened, then asked to speak to Lucas to get the truth.
Once Benicio was gone, Lucas walked to the sofa, sat down beside me, and took my hand.
“You okay?” he murmured.
I squeezed his hand and managed a wan smile. “I’ll be better when she’s here, but I’m okay.”
“About this case,” he said. “Am I correct in assuming you want it?”
“I want it, but—”
“After what happened tonight, we’ve moved beyond the luxury of worrying about conflict of interest. Someone needs to investigate this.”
“You don’t think the Cabals can handle it?”
“Individually, I’d say the Cabals are quite capable of handling the situation. But together? Together they work at a fraction of their capacity.”
“Infighting?”
He nodded. “Precisely. It’s like two warring countries teaming up against a common enemy. Each will want to lead the attack. Each won’t share their information for fear of divulging contacts and techniques. Each will want the other to put their men at risk. A plan of action won’t be decided so much as negotiated.”
“And in the meantime, more kids will be hurt.”
“Collateral damage. I won’t say the Cabals don’t care; they aren’t monsters. But they are structured around profit-making and self-preservation. Those priorities will always come first, intentionally or not.”
“But obviously your father foresees this or he wouldn’t still be asking you to take the case. Why doesn’t he tell the other Cabals, ‘Thanks for the offer, but we’ll go it alone’?”
Lucas leaned back into the sofa. “Politics. At this level, even my father’s hands are tied. If he refuses to cooperate, it’ll not only affect his standing with the other Cabals but also cause internal dissent. Understandably, his employees will question why he’d refuse extra help.”
“So it’s down to us. In that case, then, I definitely want to—” I stopped. “Wait. What about Savannah? I certainly can’t let her tag along and—”
“I have a thought on that. Someone who could look after her.”
I shook my head. “You know how I am. Either I look after her myself, or I’ll go crazy worrying. I don’t trust anyone—”
He told me who he had in mind.
“Oh,” I said. “That might work.”
Benicio called to say that Savannah was on the jet and would arrive in Miami just after six. Lucas told him our decision, that I would take the case, starting immediately. As for Lucas’s role, we’d decided on honesty over subterfuge. Of course he’d help me. Yes, this meant working alongside the Cabals, but the cause was right, and he wouldn’t cheapen that by hiding his involvement. If Benicio felt he’d won a victory, we had to let him have that satisfaction. Our only defense was that we wouldn’t accept a Cabal paycheck for the job. We were doing this on our own, for our own reasons.
With securing Savannah’s safety now our top priority, Lucas asked his father for a rain check on breakfast. Instead, Benicio would bring a copy of the case files for me later in the morning, after Lucas was gone and I’d had time to settle Savannah in at the hotel. Benicio promised Lucas that he would help with protection arrangements for Savannah, and Lucas wisely refrained from telling him we’d already done so. While we appreciated Benicio’s help, neither of us wanted Savannah in his custody for long, in case he hoped to use the opportunity to pitch to her as a future employee.
We met Savannah at the airport. By “we,” I mean Lucas, myself, and Troy. Yes, Troy was still with us, though I had every intention of handing him back to his boss after lunch. Nothing against Troy, but there was something unsettling about a huge half-demon dogging your every step. Savannah, however, took our new shadow in stride, as if there was nothing at all unusual about having a bodyguard/chauffeur—further proof that Cabal royal blood flowed in her veins.
Over breakfast, we answered Savannah’s questions about the attacks. She listened with more curiosity than concern. Altruism isn’t Savannah’s strong suit. I tell myself it’s part of being a teenager, but I suspect there’s more to it than that.
“Just as long as I don’t get kidnapped again,” she said. “Twice in one year is enough for anyone. I swear, I must be the most endangered kid on the planet.”
“You’re special.”
She snorted. “Yeah, well, special never seems to bring anything but trouble. Now I know why my mom moved us around so much.” She looked up sharply. “We don’t have to move again, do we?”
“It’s not that kind of problem. All we need to do is find you a safe place to stay while I look for this guy.”
“What?” She looked from me to Lucas. “No way. You’re kidding, right?”
“Paige can’t investigate while worrying about you, Savannah.”
Her eyes swung to meet mine. “You wouldn’t do this. You wouldn’t send me away.”
I opened my mouth, but guilt zapped my voice.
“Savannah…” Lucas warned.
Her gaze clung to mine. “Remember the last time? You said you wouldn’t leave. Not ever.”
“Savannah—” Lucas’s voice sharpened.
“We can work the case together. You’ve got all those new spells. You can protect me better than anyone. I trust you, Paige.”
A right hook below the belt. I managed a strangled, “I—we—”
Lucas told her who’d be looking after her.
Savannah blinked, then eased back in her chair. “Well, why didn’t you say so?” She took a swig of orange juice. “Hey, does this mean I get to skip school?”
After breakfast we returned to the airport to see Lucas off. As Savannah chatted with Troy, Lucas and I discussed my next steps in the case.
“The boy who was attacked first, Holden,” I said. “He called the emergency line, too. Don’t you think that’s odd? That almost every victim had time to call for help before they were attacked? Jacob, I can see, because he had a cell phone. But the others?”
“I’d strongly consider the possibility that they were permitted to make the call, perhaps by prolonging the chase so they could reach a phone.”
“But why?”
“It was already too late for help to arrive, so the killer was probably ensuring that the case remained under Cabal jurisdiction, and the victims weren’t found by humans first. However, we should concentrate on facts, rather than interpretation. It’s too early for that.”
“Speaking of facts, I wish Holden saw his attacker.” A thought struck me. “What we need is the eyewitness report of someone who wasn’t supposed to escape. We need a necromancer.”
Lucas shook his head. “A good idea, but murder victims are very difficult to communicate with so soon after they pass over, and on the rare occasion when a necromancer manages to make contact, the spirits are almost always too traumatized to recall details surrounding their death.”
“I don’t mean Jacob. I mean Dana. A good necromancer can make contact with someone in a coma.”
“You’re right, I’d forgotten that. Excellent idea. I have several necromancer contacts, all of whom owe me considerable favors. On the flight, I’ll place some calls and see which of them could get to Miami quickest.”
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