Broken Magic: An Urban Fantasy Novel (The Cardkeeper Chronicles Book 3) by A. C. Nicholls

Author:A. C. Nicholls [Nicholls, A. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-13T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Stumbling home with Jason wasn’t exactly the easiest thing I’d ever done. In fact, as his condition worsened, the citizens of Chicago were quick to judge, mumbling comments about alcoholism as the love of my life dangled lifelessly in my arms.

By the time I got him back to the apartment, I was ready for a snooze of my own. Unfortunately, there was no time for me to stop and rest just yet – I needed to get my butt over to Redwire Security, with or without the werewolf at my side.

I shuffled across the living room and lowered Jason to the couch. Carefully, I eased him down, slipping off his boots and laying him flat, and then propped his head up on a pillow. As he groaned and stirred, grumbling something about mages while his eyes began to open, I ran the tap and filled a glass to the brim, then brought it back to him. I was almost impressed with myself – I was becoming a regular Nightingale.

“The mages... Hurts…” Jason raised his head and tried to find me, his eyes going from left to right, as if he were looking for me but I wasn’t in the room. He needed good, solid rest, but if he stayed stubborn, I wouldn’t make it five feet before he struggled to his feet and declared his wellbeing.

“Ssh,” I said, patting his head. “Just rest.”

I sat there for a half-hour, nursing him with one hand and Googling the location of Redwire Security on my phone in the other. I knew that I’d heard of the place before – it was the company that had installed the alarm system in my apartment building – but I still needed to locate their base of operations.

When I was ready to go, I began to get up off the floor. All sorts of things flew through my head, most of all how I’d get into the building, but something stopped me from standing. Jason’s hand gripped my arm, only a fragment of strength returning to his weak body.

“Wait,” he said.

I stopped, turned and felt for his temperature once more. No way was I letting him leave this couch. “What do you want, Jason? You’re supposed to be resting. Getting well.”

“Want… to come with.” His slurred his speech, like a drunk hanging off the end of a bar, begging the bartender for one last drink before he hits the road. Not on my watch. The only thing Jason was hitting was the sack.

“No.”

“Please…”

I lowered myself to his side, cupping his hands in mine and looking deeply into those beautiful brown eyes. Guilt tugged at my heartstrings for leaving him behind, making him miss out on all the action. Then again, fear had its own part to play, subconsciously making me think twice about heading out the door. Only I didn’t have a choice in the matter. Magic or no magic, I was still a Cardkeeper, and I had to keep on acting like one.

“Take me with you,” Jason said, the words barely forming in his open mouth.

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