Chapter Thirteen: To Cast a Cantrip
Guardians of the Twilight Lands -- The Sixth Book of Unexpected Enlightenment
“My side or Rachel’s?” asked Salome, yawning. “I don’t see anyone coming.”
“Rachel’s. An Agent. Female.”
“I’m on it!” Rachel announced. “Going calling card silent.”
She tapped the card, turning it off, and slipped it into her pocket. This was chancy because now Siggy could not alert her when Lucky was safe, but it was better than having an incriminating voice emerge from her pocket at just the wrong time. She regretted not having invited Gaius along on their heist. He could have talked to her over the black bracelet without anyone else hearing. She also regretted missing out on seeing the rest of her grandfather’s file, but, hopefully, the pages she had viewed but not read yet would reveal interesting information.
Okay. Show time. Rachel stepped around the corner. To her surprise, the Agent walking toward her at a very determined clip was Michael Garbarino’s partner, Vicky Armel, here from London. The Agent strolled down the hall, her Inverness cloak flowing behind her. Underneath it, she wore a coat of sable fur, a short skirt, and a pair of high black boots. Rachel could not think of a time when the lovely, dark-haired Agent had not been dressed in fur. She occasionally wondered if Vicky Armel were a magical animal, like her partner the selkie. What better place to hide an enchanted animal skin than in a closet full of fur coats?
Rachel gave the Agent a cheerful smile. Agent Armel had always been kind to her. The first time they met, Vicky had given her Splashdown the Dolphin, one of Rachel’s favorite stuffed animals who still occupied a place of honor on the trunk at the foot of her pink canopy bed. It had been her fourth birthday, soon after Agent Armel joined the Wisecraft.
“Hallo, Agent Armel.” Rachel waved.
“Hallo, Lady Rachel,” Agent Armel replied, the heels of her boots clicking rhythmically against the marble floor. “What are you doing here so late?”
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