Page 111 of Kick the Candle (Knight Games 2)
"Dad's new girlfriend."
Poe fluttered over to the desk and rested his chin on the tips of his wings. "Do tell. Is she a bimbo?"
"I wish. No, she's gorgeous and intelligent, and as condescending as they come."
"Ahh."
"Anyway, she's got my dad on this kick that I should move closer to them. It's going to be a hard sell pushing back the date."
"Then we have to move the book," Poe said.
I spread my hands in frustration. "I told you, I don't know where the book is!"
"Not that book. The Book of Light! God help us if they obtain both of them. They'd be unstoppable."
"You're right. I'll ask Rick to guard it for me."
The raven groaned. "Bad idea."
"Why?"
"Rick's cottage is one story, right?"
"Yeah. You've been there before."
"Here's the rub, Spam-witch, if I'm not mistaken, your elemental power source is air. His is Earth."
"Yeah, Rick may have mentioned that to me once before."
"You store the Book of Light in his stone cottage and you will literally be hiding your light under a bushel. It will render you powerless. Not advisable if Nekomata does get his hands on the Book of Flesh and Bone."
"Fuck. Where, then? Maybe I should have my father buy me that apartment in town."
Poe opened his beak to answer me when the doorbell rang. "Who might that be?"
It rang again. I blinked slowly and crossed my fingers. "Let's hope it's not Mr. Nekomata. I'm not sure I could spare the opportunity to kill him." Just in case, I grabbed Nightshade from her space near the wall, before jogging down the stairs. I checked the side window first and breathed a sigh of relief before opening the door.
"Logan-"
"Jesus H. Christ, Grateful. How could you do this to me?" His face was red.
"Hello, Logan. Nice to see you again. Please, come in."
He was not amused. He paced into the house, fuming. "You storm out of my office, disappear before I can catch up to you, and then don't answer your phone for two days? I thought you were dead in a ditch somewhere!"
I stared at him, mouth agape, never having seen him so angry.
"Well? What happened?" He spread his hands expectantly.
"I was poisoned by a leprechaun and taken prisoner by a crazy-ass vampire named Anna. She's looking for the Book of Flesh and Bone. Seems your mother's ghost was right about that one. Then, Julius abducted me from the dungeon where Anna tortured me. When I didn't give him what he wanted, he drained me of most of my blood. Rick and Poe saved me just in time. I've been recovering at Rick's the last two days."
Logan's forehead wrinkled. "My God, that was way worse than the ditch."
Dropping my chin, I stared at the one piece of good news I'd gotten today. "Poe was able to rescue my phone." I held up the electronic device. "Screen's cracked but I can get it fixed at the kiosk in the mall."
He bobbed his head. "So, it wasn't a complete loss."
A slaphappy chuckle machine-gunned out of my mouth, fueled by a combination of nervous energy and relief. "I know this must sound incredibly ridiculous, but it's my life and the honest truth."
