Old School Magic by Jenny Schwartz

Author:Jenny Schwartz [Schwartz, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Naomi crouched beside Corey in the shelter of a clump of mock orange bushes that grew against the stone wall that enclosed the yard of the abandoned lighthouse keeper’s cottage. Although the lighthouse had been maintained after its decommissioning, the two-room cottage had been left to decay. The glass had gone from its windows and huge gaps yawned in its roof. It was amazing that any roof remained at all given the violent storms that hit the island.

Corey gave Iovanius his final instructions. “The light is electric. I’ve turned on the power at the fuse box.” He’d had to pick the padlock on the box to do so, but he’d proven surprisingly adept at the task. “You need to hit the blue switch once.”

“You’ve told me three times.” It was odd to see a ghost bouncing from foot to foot, but being a ghost at least seemed to keep Iovanius’s toga from slipping despite his vigorous motions. He was bursting to be up and doing.

Corey stuck to the plan. “I have the mothman kite here. The wind is strong enough that I’ll fly it up to you where you wait on the lighthouse roof. We need to conserve your strength.”

Bouncing from foot to foot was hardly conserving Iovanius’s power, but sheer excitement seemed to intensify his form. He appeared more solid.

“Don’t let anyone see you,” Naomi said, involuntarily.

“I am a ghost, woman! Only freaks see me.”

“Thank you very much,” she muttered.

Corey hauled them back to the plan. “When you’ve caught the mothman kite, I’ll cut the line. Flap it around the lighthouse two or three times—”

“I shall act like a moth assaulting the light.”

Corey inhaled deeply, clearly reaching for his self-control. “Then fly the kite out to the ocean. The rip will take the kite out to sea. I don’t like littering but that’s our best option.” He’d already told Naomi that he worried how much paranormal energy Iovanius had, and whether it would give out abruptly. They couldn’t risk anyone finding the fake mothman. “Are we ready?”

Cait and Otis were safely back at Bunyip House. Responsibility for setting the lure to capture—or at least, identify—the hunters rested with Corey and Naomi. And Iovanius.

Iovanius blinked out of sight, then shouted from the catwalk at the top of the lighthouse. “Go!”

Corey released the mothman kite into the wind. He’d carefully calculated their position before settling by the wall. The rumor he’d started with Janelle and Roy seemed to be doing its work. A golf cart and a bike waited at the end of the walking trail, and a dozen or so people lingered at the base of the lighthouse. Its door was locked.

The fake mothman soared upward, riding on the wind blowing in off the ocean. The thin fishing line unwound from the reel Corey held. As the kite rose equal height to the lighthouse, Iovanius switched on the light.

Someone at the base of the lighthouse gave a shout and rattled the door. “It’s locked!” The male voice carried on the wind.

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