Magic Before Mischief (The Magic Before Mysteries Book 1) by Beth Byers

Author:Beth Byers [Byers, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

I didn’t really have specific work to do when I got home and if I were anyone else, I might have curled up on the couch. I was, however, being flooded with energy, so I decided it was time to clean my house from top to bottom. If you didn’t burn through the energy, muscles tightened into knots and low-level pain turned agonizing. I started with the far corner. I pulled all of the books off and started stacking them into piles by genre. My magic books I moved up to my loft area and then I made a big basket of things that belonged downstairs including a disturbing number of cups. On the way back down, someone knocked on my door.

I had locked it, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever not lock it again. I checked the peephole and found Jinx, Oaken, and Levi on the other side of the door.

“I told you she’d be doing something weird,” Jinx said. “Who doesn’t deep clean her house at,” she glanced at her watch, “9:45pm?”

She pushed past me and I scowled at her as my brothers followed her in. Levi gave me his charming grin while Oaken glanced me over as if looking for something. Hair out of place? Crazy eyes? A knife? Any of those were a possibility in my current mood.

I scowled at my brothers, my face smoothing when my gaze hit Jinx and then I said, “If you’re going to be here, you have to order pizza.”

“I’ll go get Theo’s,” Levi offered quickly. “If y’all pay.”

I sniffed and then dug through my purse, tossing the cash from washing dishes his way. I wasn’t even attempting to be nice. “I want the Fiery Warlock and at least two Goats in the Garden.”

Oaken placed his own order and Jinx added two beers for herself and spicy chicken wings. While Oaken called the order in, Levi disappeared with Oaken’s car keys.

“Should you be combining your meds and beer?” Oaken asked.

I threw a book at him in reply.

“Move my couches,” I ordered.

Oaken’s brows rose, but I wasn’t one of those nice people when I was in pain. You know the type, the ones who give you tight smiles and adjust their shoulders before they help you clean. Nope. I was the crazy person in pain. I just might claw someone by accident. Or intent. Or a combination of both intent and accident.

I swept under the couch and then noticed a piece of paper sticking out from under the area rug. I grabbed it while Oaken moved the couch back. It was three of the pictures that Ulrich had brought by. They must have slid under the couch when I dropped them. With my heart in my throat, I found the one with me bending over the dresser, my…bounty…on display.

The next two pictures were of two other women. One of a brunette in sunglasses getting into a little white Honda Civic. The one after that was of a black girl with hair cut tightly to her head.

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