Fearless Magic by Megan Crewe

Author:Megan Crewe [Crewe, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fiction, Fantasy, Wizards & Witches
ISBN: 9781989114100
Google: BBQ_zAEACAAJ
Amazon: B07XJ7HZDB
Publisher: Another World Press
Published: 2019-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Finn

I’d never have thought I’d miss the dingy hotel room where I’d spent most of the last few days. It turned out, though, that there were even less cheerful accommodations.

The plastic folding chair wobbled under me next to the makeshift desk in a corner of the basement apartment, where Desmond was working his internet skills. It was mid-afternoon, and the sky was clear outside, but only a thin steam of sunlight slanted through one small, low window. A damp chill seeped through the garbage bag taped over the other, broken one. The place smelled faintly of mildew and corn chips, a combination I hadn’t noticed the one time I’d been here before, when the League had gathered after the attack on the Confed building.

I couldn’t complain, though. Luis’s friend who rented this apartment had offered it to the four of us in the middle of the night after we’d fled our hotel. No one had come around to question him since that first meeting, so it seemed his neighbors weren’t particularly nosy. That didn’t stop my pulse from stuttering at the scrape of shoes outside the door, but it was only a couple of League members dropping in early for the meeting Luis had arranged to start in about an hour.

Desmond had glanced over at my anxious jerk toward the door. As the newcomers flopped onto the couch in tense conversation, I turned back to him. My face wouldn’t have been much more than a blur to him, but his distant gaze appeared to see plenty all the same.

“Last the soldiers knew, we were in New Jersey,” he said. “Even if they figure we came back to New York, it’s a big city to search.”

“I know,” I said. We also had the reassurance that Rocío and Sam were taking turns checking the streets outside for any sign of military movement—as well as they could with the magic’s current state. The wind outside had risen again, making the basement windows rattle and creak. When we’d watched the noon news, the reporters on every channel had given concerned commentary on the “unruly” weather.

What they hadn’t been talking about was the video Desmond had uploaded this morning or any revised statement of intentions from the Circle. We’d been tracking down an explanation for the first omission, and it looked like Desmond had found it.

He leaned forward to squint at the enlarged text on his laptop’s screen and let out a frustrated huff. “There’s no sign we ever uploaded the thing—either time. The Confed must have been watching for content with related keywords. That’s the only way they could have found the video and shut it down so quickly.”

“Some people must have seen it, right?” I said. “It was up for a little while.”

He nodded. “Not very many, though, I don’t think. It takes time to gain that viral momentum we were hoping for. And even the people who did see it can’t show it as proof that the Dulls are magical, so I don’t know if anyone else would believe them.

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