Witches Anonymous Step 3 - Wicked Souls by Misty Evans

Author:Misty Evans [Evans, Misty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Misty Evans
Published: 2011-12-28T12:17:05+00:00

Chapter Eight

Angelzilla

After that, neither Adam nor I could sleep. We sat at my kitchen table with cups of coffee and tried to talk. “Luc explained my situation with Gabriel to you?” I asked. “Why I was…sick?”

He stared at his cooling coffee. “What I don’t understand is why you didn’t call me. Why did you call him?”

“Gabriel was going to kill me. Luc was the only one who could help me.”

“And after you got home?” His gaze rose to mine, accusing. “Why didn’t you call me then?”

“You were working, and I didn’t want to put you in danger if Gabriel returned.”

His accusing look turned damning. “What about Emilia and Liddy and Keisha? They weren’t in danger?”

I had hoped Luc had explained all this after he put me in bed. “I didn’t call them. Luc did.”

Adam shook his head, doubts flickering across his face. Doubts I couldn’t figure out how to relieve.

Doubts plagued me, too, and I had a mountain of questions of my own. The problem was, every time I tried to answer them, my mind would go blank. The small rebellion I’d created in the bedroom against Gabriel’s control had vanished into thin air. When I tried to explain to Adam about the road blocks Gabe had erected in my brain, turning me away from Adam and steering me toward Luc, the pressure returned, sharp and painful. I gripped my head and closed my eyes. The pain subsided.

I was staring at the texture of an orange in the bowl of fruit on the table, when Adam snapped his fingers in front of my face to call me back to reality. Damn, I’d left him hanging with no real answers and a growing suspicion I was avoiding telling him the truth.

Cain and Abel made their way into the kitchen and circled our legs, meowing loudly in their quest for breakfast. Thankful for the distraction, I jumped up to fill their bowls. Their cries reminded me of something, and as I pulled the bag of their favorite high-end cat food from the pantry, I said to Adam, “Do you guys have a pet cat at the station now?”

Adam turned sideways in the chair, leaning his back against the wall and crossing his feet at the ankles. “No, why?”

I filled Cain and Abel’s bowls with food and set the bag on the counter. “Right before Gabriel attacked me yesterday, I thought I heard a cat meow in the locker room.”

Adam’s body tensed, just the slightest movement, and his gaze dropped to the floor before coming back up to meet mine. “You sure it was a cat?” He sat forward and shrugged. “I mean, it could have been anything. Lotta noises in the station all the time, you know. Maybe it was on the TV or something.”

Maybe. Except you couldn’t hear the TV in the locker room. It was on the second floor, and no one was in the station except me and Gabriel. Unless Gabriel’s new calling card was to cry like a cat before attacking, I was pretty certain I’d heard the real thing.

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