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CHAPTERELEVEN
Zelle
long-hair-dont-careposted:
Hey guys! Sorry I've been MIA for the past few days, but something's wonky with Basil and I've kind of been trying to focus on him! I'm not gone, still here, just super busy with personal things. <3 I hope you all understand!
And send Basil your good vibes, everyone! He needs them!
~~saturday afternoon~~
Ever since Rifyr's and my little video-chat hookup session, I'd begun researching new spells in real earnest. The sooner I could get some one-on-one time with my guys, the better.
Even more pressing than that, however, was the question of what to do about Basil.
I still didn't know. In fact, I'd stayed off my blog all week because I knew if I made posts and didn't mention Basil's health, Mother would notice.
But try as I may, I couldn't think of one single way to fake his death in such a way that could convince Mother.
The biggest question mark, and the main component that was holding me up was how onEarthI was going to come up with a body.
She was going to want to know what happened to his body if he 'died'. And if I had no body to show her, she'dknowsomething was up.
I chewed on my fingernail and wracked my brain, trying to think ofsomepossible way I could fake a dead cat body.
My tablet chimed on the table in front of me, so I reached for it, surprised to see a video chat request from Kinden.
"Hey…" I said, unable to stop smiling once I saw his face on the screen. "Fancy seeing you here…"
He laughed. "I know, right? We've got to stop meeting like this…"
I tilted my head to the side sympathetically. "Maybe one day?"
"Maybe one day soon," he replied, grinning widely.
"What do you know?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "You look like you know something…"
He waggled his eyebrows and steepled his fingers. "Well. I know a couple of things."
"Such as?"
"Such as how easy it is for someone who handles internet security for a company to be able to find little things like IP addresses of the people who contact said company or people who work at said company…"
"Wouldsaid companyhappen to be the one you and Sorrel work for?"
"It would indeed…" he replied, looking absolutely giddy.
"So you have my IP address…"
"I do. And with your IP address, I can find your wifi signal and figure out where you are."
"Are you serious?" I asked, blinking a few times. No way was it that easy to find me. No way.
"Yeah. I'm serious."
"Doesn't Mother have like… firewalls or shielding charms up for that?"
He shook his head. "Nope. I think she either didn't know they existed, or maybe she got cocky and thought no one would ever try to find you… but either way… I know where you are and I know how to get to you."
