Page 95 of Beauty At Stake
“No, I'm saying this is in French, so it's reasonable to conclude that they're planning on distributing itin France.”
“Ah. Yes.” Dax took the box from me and fiddled with the plastic. “Ugh! I hate these things.”
“Give it here.” I took the box back and flicked it, apportating the film away. It reappeared on top of the other products.
“Did you just use magic to open a box?” Daxon drawled.
“What—like you wouldn't have?”
He chuckled. “Let's see it then.”
I pulled out a sleek white jar and tossed the box back to the others. A twist and it opened, revealing a thick cream that looked and smelled like the samples we'd seen. But it was the tingle of magic that came when I touched the cream and the aura it gave off that confirmed what it was.
“Damn.” I looked around at the stacks of boxes. “How many Witches has she killed?”
Daxon flexed his fingers. “Too many to get any mercy from us.”
“I almost hope they’ve wired this place to explode.” It will make our job easier.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, Twilight,” Killian said as he came around a corner. “We're clear.”
“Then it'll be Light. That will do a better job anyway.” I tapped my comm device to speak to the entire team. “Confirmation of the product. We've got a massive amount here.”
Star's voice came back with, “And we've got even more in here, waiting to be packaged.”
“Burn it all,” I said. “I'll take care of this bunch.”
“Take a look around before you destroy everything.”
“I intend to.” I tapped the device again. “Kill, did you find an office?”
“Yup. This way.” Killian led us past more rows of boxed cream.
As we went, our team joined us.
Sullivan came up beside me. “It's just boxes of that cream. All of it. If they made other products before, they're not bothering with them now.”
“Why would they? They're about to make all other beauty products look ineffective. Let's search the office and then I'll destroy everything.”
He nodded.
The office was at the end of the warehouse and larger than I expected. It ran the length of the building, with several desks spaced out in a row, with office equipment along one wall.
“We'll handle the computers, Ambassadors.” Sullivan waved a couple of extinguishers over to the desks and then went to one himself.
“Search everything.” I went to a filing cabinet. “I can't believe people use these anymore.” I pulled open a shrieking drawer and started flipping through the files.
I don't know what I was hoping to find. Any evidence of Sarai's product had to be destroyed, but I could have handled that with one blast of Light. Still, I looked. Just in case there was something there that we didn't know about.
“What the fuck is this?” Rue's voice rumbled from my right.
I turned toward him and found the Pack vex staring at something on one of the desks. It was a wooden box, and he had the lid opened. Whatever was inside emitted a glow.
“Don't touch it!” I hurried over to him.
As I got to the desk, my foot slipped, and I fell forward. When I looked down, I realized I hadn't slipped at all. I had fallen into the floor. Yup,intothe floor. And with nothing to support my forward step, I kept falling. I cried out and fumbled to set my weight on my back leg, but that only caused me to spin and drop fully into whatever had me. At the last second, I grabbed the desk leg and wound up halfway into an invisible pit.
“Seren!” Killian shouted.
