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She grabbed the last cookie and stomped off. I waited until her door slammed, then sighed.
"This is tough on her, I know," I said. "Do you think they're really keeping her awake?"
"What's keeping her awake is the knowledge that they're there."
"It would take a lot more than an angry mob to scare Savannah."
"She isn't frightened. She simply finds the idea of being trapped by humans quite intolerable. She believes, as a supernatural, she shouldn't stand for such an intrusion. It's an affront. An insult. Hearing them is a constant reminder of their presence."
"Sure, I suppose surrounding our house could be seen as an indirect threat, but no one's throwing rocks through the windows or trying to break in."
"That doesn't matter to Savannah. You have to see it from her point of view, in the context of her background and her upbringing. She's been raised--"
"Wait. Sorry, I don't mean--Do you hear that?"
"What?"
"Savannah's voice. She was talking to someone. Oh, God, I hope she's not trying to provoke--"
Leaving the sentence unfinished, I hurried to Savannah's room. When I got there, all was silent. I knocked, then opened the door without waiting for an invitation. Savannah was glaring out the window.
"Did you say something to them?" I said.
"As if."
She retreated to her bed and thumped onto the mattress. I glanced at the phone. It was across the room, untouched.
"I thought I heard you talking," I said.
Cortez appeared at my shoulder. "What spell did you cast, Savannah?"
"Spell?" I said. "Oh, shit! Savannah!"
She collapsed onto her back. "Well, you guys weren't going to do anything about it."
"What spell?" I said.
"Relax. It was only a confusion spell."
"A sorcerer confusion spell?" Cortez asked.
"Of course. What else?"
Cortez spun and disappeared down the hall, sprinting for the front door. I raced after him.
CHAPTER 25
THE RIOT
Savannah had cast a confusion spell once before. Though I hadn't witnessed the results, Elena told me what had happened. During their escape attempt at the compound, Elena had been heading down a darkened hall to disarm a pair of guards. An elevator filled with guards responding to the alarm touched down behind her. The doors opened. Savannah cast a confusion spell. The guards started firing--at each other, at Elena, at everything in sight. She hadn't told Savannah that she'd nearly been killed, and I hadn't seen the sense in bringing it up later. Now I saw the sense.
Cortez started for the front door, then stopped and turned toward the rear.
"Wait here," he said, pulling open the back door. "I'm going to countercast."
"Can't you do that from inside?"
"I need to be at the locus of her cast, the presumed target area."
