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Chapter 24
Dakarys
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ell, we needed a riot, but we weren’t planning one this soon. We didn’t know how long Brody would go before reporting his keys missing. It was kind of beautiful. Rei was spectacular. I knew it was her that made his baton explode. We might just have enough time while he recovered to get out of here.
Wren started a total shit show with that spell, but at least we knew it worked. Rajack and I were kind of half-assed fighting. We didn’t really have any enemies. A few warlocks tried to rush us, but we easily beat them down. They might think they were badasses now, but they were nothing compared to what we had seen in Scorchwood.
I hoped Rei had gotten the key before fucking Faust got her out of there. Wren ducked a fist and sucker-punched a vampire in the gut.
“Let’s get out of here—my cell. No one is there. I have a feeling that’s where Faust sent Rei. She’s either there or his office.”
One by one, the three of us slipped out of the chaos. We made our way to the foxy cell block. It was pretty easy once we made it out of the mess hall. Everyone was in there fighting or trying to stop the riot. Rei was in her cell. Thank the gods. She was pacing and antsy.
I walked straight over to her and pulled her into a hug.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I got the key, but now I need a place to hide it.”
Ha! Our thief was perfect. She exceeded our expectations and got the key. We just needed to make the potion and walk out of here.
“I’ve been thinking,” Rei said. “When we get to the burnt-out wing, I should open a portal. There will be less of a chance of us being seen. I can open it anywhere, so we don’t get caught.”
“No shit?” Wren said, kissing her cheek. “That’s amazing.”
Since when was Wren all kissy with Rei? I wanted to be kissy with her. Why did Wren get to waltz in and get kisses? Rajack was glaring at her too. I knew he liked Rei too, but that was a problem we could deal with once we got out. Wren just smirked at both of us.
“Buck up and get used to sharing, boys.”
Rei broke away from Wren like all of this made her uncomfortable.
“We can’t talk about that right now,” she hissed. “I don’t know where to hide things in here, and plenty of people would want to get their hands on this. I was watching when they locked my cuffs. There are two locks. I think one keeps them in place, and the other turns off magic.
“We can’t take them off until we make our move, but we should be able to turn off the blood spell that takes away your magic. Wehaveto have this key when we break out to remove the cuffs for good, or we’ll scream escaped convict on the outside. We need a place to hide this.”
I already knew where to hide it, and Rajack would agree with me. We knew Brody wouldn’t report the missing keys right away, but we didn’t have a definitive timeline as to when he would. He may toss some cells pretending to look for weapons to find his keys.
He had this hard-on for Rei since the witches brought him into their little plots. Rei was the last face he saw before his baton exploded. He could toss her cell to try to find his keys. Rei had a release date. We didn’t. Our plan could go ass up at any time. We couldn’t breathe until we were off these grounds. If Brody ever found his keys before we got out, it would be on us, not Rei.
“We have a hiding place in the mailroom,” I said. “We’ll be on lockdown once they get the riot handled. Once it’s lifted, we’ll meet there after dinner. Let’s use the blind spot to give everyone their magic back.”
After moving into the blind spot, Rei unlocked the cuffs for each of us one by one.
“This is important,” I said. “I know it’s tempting now that we have our magic back, but no using it under any circumstances.”
Rajack gave me a firm nod, but Wren had this look on her face like she was up to something. We technically needed the riot she caused, but we weren’t planning on doing it until our shipment of potion ingredients came in.
“Wren,” I warned. “You’re up to something. Stop it.”
“I’m just thinking that if Brody sees witch magic when I’m sitting with the witches, he’ll think they used him and betrayed him. He’s probably used to that. Let him focus on the witches for his lost keys.”
It was a good idea. I usually would have been fine for some magical payback for what they did to Astrid. But this was going too far, and Wren wasn’t looking at all angles, which is what she accused us of with our breakout plan.
“No, Wren. You’re forgetting that you’re a witch, and you’re rooming with Rei. Brody isn’t that smart. He probably would have beaten Rei to death and blamed the riot to impress the witches. When he sees you’re rooming with her instead of the witches, he’ll blame you for the stray magic and think you have his keys. Don’t risk it. We are too close.”
Wren just grunted.
