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Did she want more flyers printed? He could arrange it.

Blade loosened his grip on the reins, leaning over to look at the paper she extended to him. “Apprentice, huh? Very official. Honestly, it’s about time. You’ve done far more than just assistant tasks in the office as of late.”

“You’re right,” she said smugly, snatching it back when Clare reached for it. “Don’t rip it,” Sage warned before handing it to Clare.

His sister lifted a dark and sardonic brow. “Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it.” Shehmphed before looking back to Evie. “Whoever the sketch artist is, they’re halfway in love with you.”

“Is there a credit to the artist at the bottom?” he inquired without thinking.

“Yes, at the bottom corner,” Clare answered.

He snatched it away from her, and the parchment tore a bit, earning an outraged cry from Sage as he said, dry and emotionless, “I will see him about my head measurements.”

Sage glared at him with murder in her eye before grabbing thewantedflyer back and clutching it to her chest. “This is so exciting. I’m practically on your level now!”

He smirked, feeling an amusement that he knew would fade into dread minutes later, once the enormity of this had settledin. But he allowed it for the moment. “Not quite, Sage.”

Though he knew she’d earned the title and then some.

“You’re merely an apprentice,” he went on. “You have a ways to go before you’re a villain.”

Chapter 57

Evie

“We’re here,” Becky said. “This is my family’s fortress.”

Except they weren’t near an estate of any kind, just an empty clearing surrounded by fog right outside Hickory Forest. Silence befell the group as they all looked around. The boss’s normally blank expression was changing to reveal frank skepticism. Evie merely blinked, waiting to see something appear from the fog, but nothing did. Was Becky playing a trick on them?

Blade broke the silence first. “It’s really nice, what they’ve done with the place.”

They all groaned.

Becky ignored them, walking forward, fishing out a golden key from her pocket, twisting it in the open air, and then standing stock still, waiting for…something.

“Do Rebecka’s glasses give her heightened vision? There’s nothing there.” Tatianna scanned the air with concern, her long fingers lighting up, ready to use her magic if need be.

Blade crossed his arms and hissed back at them, “Could we all just give her a chance to get herself sorted? She doesn’t need our censure. Can’t you see she’s terrified?”

Evie could see it in the slight, almost undetectable shaking that ran from Becky’s shoulders all the way down to her outstretched hand. A pang of tenderness gripped Evie’s heart as she surged forward and placed a gentle palm on Becky’s shoulder.“Remember whatIsaid to you on my first day?”

Becky’s eyes rounded as she contemplated the question. “You said that it was nice to meet me and that you hoped we’d be friends.”

Evie grinned. “What else?”

“I don’t remember anything else. I stopped listening after you saidfriend.”

Evie sighed. “I said that you seemed fearsome and in control of yourself. Your family, no matter what, cannot rob you of that. You are in control. And more importantly, you arenotalone.”

Evie still saw fear as Becky squared her shoulders, angling the key up. She admired the woman for it, because it wasn’t thoughtless bravery that won the fiercest battles—it was welcoming the fear that lived inside your heart, in your mind, and harnessing it to carry your feet forward, knowing it couldn’t control you.

Rebecka Erring—or rather, Rebecka Fortis?—moved forward, not turning the key now but thrusting it up into the empty air.

And then the world around them cracked open.

Chapter 58

Becky