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I nodded. "He confirmed everything you said. I'm sorry I gave you a hard time."
"Perfectly understandable. If I'd expected you to trust me, I'd have told you the truth from the start. You have every reason to be wary, both of sorcerers and of anyone connected to Cabals. A wariness I would suggest you maintain. In nearly all cases, your mistrust will be well founded."
I stood in the middle of the kitchen and looked around, not sure what I was looking for.
"Is there something else?" he asked.
I shook my head. "I'm just feeling ..." I shrugged. "Out of sorts, as my mother would say."
As I mentioned my mother, I thought about what Robert had said, about my mother's reluctance to give me a bigger role in the council. She'd always made me feel like there was nothing I couldn't do, no challenge I wasn't strong enough to meet. Had that just been motherly support?
Victoria's words replayed in my head: "God knows I wouldn't trust a parakeet to your care ... a girl so incompetent she manages to turn a simple custody challenge into an all-out witch-hunt."
"Paige?"
I realized Cortez was watching me.
"It's going to get rougher, isn't it?" I said. "This is only the beginning."
"You're doing fine."
I turned, suddenly uncomfortable, and put my teacup in the microwave. I reheated it, keeping my face to the micro wave until it was done. When I turned around, I forced a smile.
"I'm the world's lousiest hostess, aren't I? Letting my guest make me tea. What can I get you? Coffee? Soda? Beer? Something stronger?"
"Tempting, but I'd better forgo anything harder than coffee tonight. I don't want to sleep too soundly with that crowd out there. You, on the other hand, have more than earned a few shots of anything you can dredge up."
"If you're keeping sober for guard duty, so am I." I sipped my tea, made a face, and dumped it. "I'll make that coffee for two."
Savannah burst into the kitchen, startling us both.
"Good, you're off the phone finally," she said. "Lucas and I wanted to talk to you."
"No, we didn't," Cortez said, shooting a look at Savannah. "Tomorrow, I said. Tonight we all need our rest."
"Tomorrow? I can't wait until tomorrow! They're driving me crazy now!"
"Who's driving you crazy?" I said.
"Them!" She waved her arm toward the living room. When I didn't respond, she whirled on Cortez. "See? I told you she's in denial."
"She means the crowd outside," Cortez said. "We are not in denial, Savannah. We are ignoring them, which, as I explained, is the best course of action under the circumstances. Now, perhaps tomorrow--"
"They're bugging me now!"
"Have they done something?" I asked, looking from Savannah to Cortez.
"They're there! Isn't that bad enough? We need to do something."
"Like what?"
Cortez shot Savannah a warning look, but she ignored him.
"You know," she said. "Magic. I was thinking hail."
"Hail? Are you serious, Savannah? Do you have any idea how much trouble I'm in already?"
"We've already discussed this," Cortez said. "I've explained to Savannah that, as useful as magic might be, in some cases, such as this, it would be far more detrimental than beneficial."
