Fantastical Island (Old School Book 2) by Jenny Schwartz

Author:Jenny Schwartz [Schwartz, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-21T06:00:00+00:00

“We know a finder talent,” Naomi said to Otis. She glanced at Cait. “Protocol is that we channel the request for Sadie’s assistance through Vanessa, but given that we think Corey may have been kidnapped.” Or worse. Her body felt heavy with dread and Otis looked stoic, but fear glimmered in his green eyes. “Sadie’s a friend. I can phone and ask her for help directly, not as part of the Old School.”

As worried as they all were for Corey, Cait still paused to consider her answer.

Naomi understood. She turned to Otis before he could urge them impatiently to get on with things. “Sadie will need a photo of Corey, something for her finder talent to latch onto. Do you have one?”

Otis barged into the house, the screen door clashing shut behind him.

Cait looked sympathetically after him. Then with a deep sigh, she gave her shoulders a little shake, like someone accepting a burden. “The protocols exist for a reason. Before we established the coordinator’s role that Vanessa currently fills, some of the Old Girls with more unique talents burned out, overwhelmed as everyone made emergency demands of them.” Women with talents like Sadie’s. “Plus, in the longer term, protecting Vanessa won’t help her to heal.”

“But—”

Cait held up a finger. “Vanessa won’t thank you for going around her, but for now, I think you’re right. She’s buried her trauma, or tried to, but it’s leaking out. We don’t need to remind her of it when we don’t have emotional support in place for her. I agree with your decision to phone Sadie directly.”

It was a long-winded way of saying yes, but the yes was what mattered.

Later they would have to figure out how to help Vanessa recover from her ordeal. As much as Vanessa tried to simply resume her old life, she and her world had changed. The Old School needed to assist her in adjusting.

After Corey was safe.

Naomi scrolled through her phone for Sadie’s number.

Inside the house, a phone rang.

“Hello? Corey?” Otis’s voice was loud, worry turning up the volume. “The hell you say!”

Naomi ran for the kitchen, Cait on her heels.

Otis stared at them, his face red, then slowly draining of blood. He leaned against the wall. “It’s not possible. Hell’s blood, woman. We haven’t seen the creature in years.” He beckoned to Naomi to lean close and listen.

Janelle’s voice, Southern sweet yet ruthless, spelled out her demands. “Bakus bond with their human families. They hang around when there are children. There are no children in the Madrigal family, so no baku. But it will sense your emotional disturbance. If you want Corey returned to you, capture the baku and bring it to the Buccaneer, Roy Bysshe’s boat, before midday. The boat is anchored north east of the lighthouse.”

“How the hell am I to bring a baku to you?” Otis asked in a strangled voice. “Nothing evil can remain near a baku.”

“I am aware.” Cold amusement sounded in Janelle’s voice at his inference that she was evil. “My family’s baku drove me from my home.

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