Hidden Magic by Linsey Hall

Author:Linsey Hall [Hall, Linsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-942085-32-4

Epilogue

Two months later

* * *

“I already like it here.” I stepped out of the car.

The massive, refurbished factory building rose four stories tall in front of us. It was made of a warm red brick and dotted with dozens of glittering windows.

Cute shops were on the bottom level, including our new friends Conner and Claire’s coffee shop, Potions & Pastilles. There was a park on the other side of the street, and the Oregon summer morning was bright and cool. Birds chirped, welcoming us to the neighborhood.

“And we have OMB to thank for it,” Del said.

Nix laughed. “Yeah. In a roundabout way.”

After leaving the fight ring two months ago, we’d gone straight to OMB’s home and base of operations. Word had just gotten out amongst his minions that he was dead, so the place had been in chaos. We’d used the opportunity to steal most of his treasures—the greedy bastard had kept a lot of it instead of selling—and we’d fenced some of it to get the cash to rent this place on Factory Row, in Magic’s Bend, Oregon.

We were starting over. OMB hadn’t had any family and no loyal workers—the downside of blackmailing your staff into working for you—so it was unlikely anyone was coming for us.

And if they were, they couldn’t find us even if they wanted to. The first thing we’d bought with our stolen loot was concealment charms. Anyone who sought us with the intent to do us harm would come up blank.

I grabbed my duffel bag out of the trunk of the old car I’d bought with our leftover funds and tossed Del and Nix’s bags to them. They snagged them, and we set off across the street toward our new home.

“The sign guy should be here in a couple hours,” I said.

The bottom row of all the buildings on Factory Row were glass-fronted shops. Ours was one of them.

“Ancient Magic.” Del waved her hands toward the area over the glass door that led into the empty retail space that would become our shop. “I like it.”

“Me too. I never liked that OMB sold the artifacts we found.” It just felt wrong. Like stealing history. Of the treasures we’d stolen from him, we’d sold the modern jewelry to buy this place, so I didn’t feel too guilty about that.

“I think we’ve got a good business model,” Nix said. She’d been reading up these last couple months on how to run a small business. “We provide something unique and valuable, but legal.”

“Barely,” I said.

But Del, who’d always been good with books, had done all our research and determined that our plan was on the right side of the law. Which was good, because we didn’t want to end up on the wrong side of the Order of the Magica.

It’d taken us a month to sort it out and figure out exactly how we’d make a living now that we weren’t controlled by OMB. But we’d come up with something great At least, as far as I was concerned.

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