By Devon Monk
Allison Beckstrom has willingly paid the cost of discomfort to take advantage of magic, and has obeyed the foundations of the Authority, the clandestine association that makes-and enforces-all magic coverage. but if the Authority's new boss, Bartholomew Wray, refuses to think that the unexpected rash of deaths in Portland can be attributable to magic, Allie needs to decide to persist with the Authority's ideas, or flip opposed to the very humans for whom she's risked her existence.
To cease the plague of darkish magic spreading throughout the urban, all that she values should be at the line: her magic, her thoughts, her lifestyles. Now, as lifeless magic clients upward thrust to feed upon the blameless and the folks closest to her start to fall, Allie is set to expire of suggestions.
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Imagine somebody is there with him? ” “Like who? you actually are suspicious. What occurred to all that ‘we come to a decision what we're jointly’ trusty stuff? And to respond to you—I do not know. Why don’t you name him? ” “Later. ” i stopped my sandwich, paid scant awareness to the television until eventually disgrace took the distant and adjusted the channel to anything with loads of automobile crashes and explosions. The door opened and that i glanced again. Collins was once strolling in, a duffel in a single hand, a bag from a chinese language eating place within the different. “Evening,” he acknowledged. “Don’t you have got elsewhere to be? ” disgrace requested. “Nowhere else that’s paying me an hourly salary. ” He strode over, dropped the duffel at the transparent area at the tabletop, and shrugged out of his coat, folding it conscientiously and draping it at the chair subsequent to Davy’s mattress. Then he obtained busy with the foodstuff, pulling a carton and 2 chopsticks out of the bag. “Where are the Hounds? ” he requested. “Shift switch. I’m it. ” “Excuse me? ” he stated. “I’m the Hound on accountability until eventually Theresa indicates up. ” He laughed, a brief, quiet sound. “What’s so humorous approximately that? ” I requested. “You’re now not a Hound. ” I obtained up and took my plate into the kitchen. “Yes, i'm. ” “But you’re Daniel Beckstrom’s daughter. He’d by no means stand for that. ” “I don’t care what my dad stands for. I’m a Hound. were for years. ” “Stood for,” he corrected me. “What? ” “Your father. What he stood for, now not what he stands for. ” Oh, correct. He didn’t recognize my dad used to be nonetheless alive-ish. In my head. “Whatever. You get the stuff you wanted for Davy? ” “I imagine so. have you ever heard concerning the flu that’s going round? ” “It’s at the news,” I stated. “And it truly is clogging up the clinical group, slowing down prescriptions, and usually being a whole annoyance. additionally, I don’t imagine it’s a flu. ” “Really? ” I requested. “How many sufferers have you ever tested to make that analysis, health care professional? ” He pointed the chopsticks at me. “None. yet I don’t need to. Do I, Shamus? ” “Don’t drag me into your neurosis,” disgrace stated. “I have sufficient of my very own. ” Collins grinned, then dug within the carton for a bit of meat. “I imagine it’s a cover-up. ” That received Shame’s realization. “You operating for Bartholomew? ” disgrace requested. “No, yet I’ve noticeable the Authority from the skin for extra years than I’ve visible it from the interior. This flu epidemic feels like someone’s attempting very challenging to hide their tracks. ” “How approximately we persist with up on that with a fact spell? ” disgrace acknowledged. Collins laughed. “How approximately we don’t? ” disgrace stood up. “Not joking round. Now. ” Collins raised his eyebrows and gave disgrace an extended glance. Then he sucked in a quick breath and went again to consuming. “That’s not likely to paintings for me, Flynn. I don’t need a Blood spell among us. I’ve sworn off that sort of magic. and that i refuse to take advantage of it back. ” “You don’t need to use it,” disgrace stated, advancing on him. “I will. ” Collins sighed and positioned his meals down, then brushed his arms jointly. “No fact spells. simply check out my eyes, Flynn. i'm really not operating for Bartholomew. i don't like Bartholomew. I wouldn’t care if he jumped off a cliff, or died in a again alley someplace.