Page 30 of Kiss the Dawn
Roarke signs again, and Crush’s jaw tightens in disapproval.
Oh boy… “What did he say?”
“He said there’s no point of learning a new skill that you might forget in a day or so.” His jaw ticks, hisgaze fixed on Roarke even as he apologizes to me. “I’m sorry about that.”
“No, don’t be. He’s right.” I lock gazes with Roarke. “Then find me a healer and fast.” He dips his head. “Oh, and there’s another thing I wanted to ask you about.” I pull my phone from my pocket and show them a photo of the symbol on the card Edwin found in the white van. “Have you seen this?” Roarke shakes his head, and the others all mumble no. “It’s the only lead we have left on the missing persons case we’re investigating.” I fill them in on the details and how someone almost killed Edwin trying to destroy the van and any evidence inside it. “Someone kidnapped those people, and this symbol could lead us to them.”
“Then we’ll keep an eye out for it,” Crush says. “Whatever you need.”
Roarke deals the cards, and Kalveen tops up my glass. It’s time for another round.
“If you win this round, you’re buying us dinner tomorrow night,” Breyburn says cheekily.
I pick up my cards and smile. “Looks like I’m buying dinner, then.”
Chapter 11
ORINA
The Ministry grounds were beautiful beneath a storm. Lightning and thunder and lashes of rain and the view from the clock tower was the best of all. I leaned against the arch, arms crossed, watching nature rage while Nyx sat on the ledge painting her fingernails purple.
Quinn was torn between the light show and Nyx. “Kellar will go nuts when she sees your nails.”
“She’s already nuts,” Nyx said. “Besides, what’s she gonna do? Ask me to take it off? Oooh, scary.”
“She could take away house points.”
Nyx rolled her eyes. “Oooh, I’m even more scared now.”
“I am…” Quinn said. “Scared of what’ll happen after…”
My heart sank. “You’ll be fine. You have us. We’re going to work together, remember?”
She smiled up at me and nodded, but I saw the doubts in her eyes, and my gaze flicked to Nyx, who was also now watching Quinn with concern.
“Listen,” she said. “Life is what we make it. And trust me, I intend to make ours the best. Together forever, remember? No matter what, we have each other’s backs.” Her smile was wicked and sharp. “After all, we did sign a pact. In blood and all. It’s legally binding.”
Quinn perked up. “We did.” She beamed, and my heart squeezed with love for her. For Nyx too. My best friends. The sisters I would have chosen.
The world lit up, and Quinn let out a squeak. “Did you see that one!”
“Fucking hell,” Nyx said. “I dropped my polish.”
A shadow moved by the hatch, and I tensed, but the others continued to chat, unconcerned. “Guys, did you see that? There’s someone?—”
A man with dark, tousled hair climbed into the tower and regarded me with eyes like the sun.
Quinn and Nyx’s voices faded a little beneath the thump of blood in my head as reality asserted itself.
This was a dream.
A memory.
And Ezekiel just dream-walked into it.
“What is this place?” he asked, joining me by the arch.
“I went to school here. These are my best friends.”
