The Trojan Horse Traitor by Amy C. Blake

Author:Amy C. Blake [Blake, Amy C.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Hallway Publishing
Published: 2015-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

A Spy

Levi’s throat burned more from fear than sickness. The only reason he hadn’t been scared to death in the weeks he’d known about the threat was because he thought they were all safe within the castle grounds. “Who is it?” His fingers knotted together. “Who’s the traitor?”

“We don’t know. We’re on the watch for suspicious activity, but so far . . .” Mr. Dominic closed his eyes a moment. “It’s hard for my wife and me to imagine anyone we’ve trusted all these years betraying us.”

Levi nodded. He couldn’t imagine it either. Not that he could imagine ruling a bunch of nonhumans either. Maybe they had a different concept of loyalty.

Mr. Dominic drew in a deep breath and straightened his shoulders. “Thankfully, Deceptor is still held by the same law governing the castle’s inhabitants: no one may enter without Mrs. Dominic or me admitting them.” He gave Levi’s knee a quick pat. “That means he can’t come in, but until we find out who his spy is, you must not wander around the castle after hours. You must be on guard.”

This was it . . . his opportunity to ask the question he and Trevor had gone round and round about. But should he ask? The poor man looked exhausted, and Levi hadn’t helped by disappearing this morning. Finally, he said, “Who’s he after? I know it’s one of the girls—Monica, Lizzie, Sara, or Ashley. But which one? And why?”

Mr. Dominic’s mouth formed a small circle. “How did you—” He closed his mouth and shook his head. “Levi, you’ve heard people say walls have ears.” He let out a heavy sigh. “I can’t answer your questions right now. Just . . . stick close to your friends. Please.”

Levi scanned the room, half-expecting to see eyeballs peering at him from between the books. Of course he saw nothing. Though more questions flooded his mind, the weariness and pain in the director’s eyes kept him quiet. Instead, he said, “I’ll try,” and followed Mr. Dominic back to the infirmary.

Mr. Dominic paused outside the door. “Goodbye, young man. Stay in bed today and recuperate. No more wandering.”

“Yes, sir.” Levi’s hand rested on the doorknob. “Can I ask you something else?”

The director’s lips twitched in a half-smile, his eyes brighter. “It certainly seems that you can; however, you may ask me a question as well.”

Though his ears heated, Levi smirked at the director’s little joke. “I’ve been wondering about something your wife said, something about me being like my namesake.”

Mr. Dominic inspected Levi’s face until Levi thought he’d die of embarrassment. With a nod, the director said, “She’s right. At first I wasn’t so sure, but now I think you may be very like him.”

“How can you say that?” Levi tossed his hands. “I’m named for my Papa Levi. He died when my dad was a kid.”

The director smiled. “Your Papa Levi was my best friend. We met here at Camp Classic when we were your age.”

Levi spent the rest of the day in the infirmary.

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