A Nomadic Witch (A Modern Witch Series: Book 4) by Geary Debora

Author:Geary, Debora [Geary, Debora]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Fireweed Publishing
Published: 2012-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Jamie watched The Monk steal into another dark alleyway, and turned so the small girl riding on his back could see. “What do you think he’s up to, munchkin?”

“Ya-ma-da-da-ya.” Kenna chattered away happily, far more interested in the buckle on the backpack. So far, early attempts to teach her game strategy weren’t going very well, but at least it let Nat take a nap. Nights were not exactly restful lately.

The Monk turned, silhouetted for a moment by the mage-light in his hand.

Huh. Jamie moved closer, curious now. Odd bumps under cloaks were generally grounds for concern in Realm. He strained to catch a better angle—and then laughed as a small, naked foot popped out.

Marcus’s game persona turned and glared. “If you’re going to follow me, you could at least do it quietly.”

Not a totally unreasonable request. Jamie released a silence spellcube around the four of them—no way was he trying to keep Kenna quiet enough for good skulking. “What are we up to? Is that librarian kid on the move again?”

“I have no idea.” Marcus tucked the stray foot back under his cloak. “My house has been invaded by people expecting me to crack at any moment—I needed somewhere to go.”

Realm had always been a haven for introverts. Jamie’d never been one, but his brother Matt had sometimes suffered from the witch hordes. “You’ve got a nice private castle keep—how come you’re in the alleyways?”

Marcus looked around like he’d never seen an alley before. “I don’t know. We were just taking a walk. I need to think.”

Jamie winced and spelled away a basket of half-rotten grapes, Marcus’s foot inches from being slimed. And sighed—he knew the classic signs of parental sleep deprivation. The man needed a keeper. “Want another head to help you think?” He didn’t have to ask about the topic.

“I’ve spent forty-three years thinking.” Marcus stopped and leaned back against a wall covered in dirt of questionable ancestry. “Gotten exactly nowhere.”

Jamie pulled out a couple of apples and offered one up, crunching on the other. Two sleep-deprived guys were not the best brain trust to throw at hard problems, but there was something that had been niggling him. “Have you wondered why Evan sent Morgan to you in particular?”

Marcus blinked.

“Think about it.” Jamie tugged on the thread he’d been worrying. “If we assume he wasn’t just trying to torture you, then he must believe you can help keep her safe.”

“With what?” Marcus looked ready to spew rocks. “Light sabers and pretty blue flowers?”

“Dunno, dude.” Although Jamie was pretty fond of the light sabers idea. “That’s what you have to figure out.”

“My brother always did overestimate my thinking skills.” Marcus’s voice was as dry as dust, and no more hopeful—but Jamie could hear his brain coming online. “It was usually his utter disregard for the laws of physics that got us into trouble, and then he’d expect me to come up with some brilliant idea to get us out.”

It was an experience Jamie had lived through all too often—and the first time he’d ever heard Marcus volunteer anything about his long-gone brother.

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