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We looked at each other for a moment, then I reached down and picked up a pillow that had been knocked off earlier. I plumped it and returned it to its spot.
"So," I said. "Back to Eve. She was a teacher. Any Cabal connection? Did they ever hire her?"
"No. All of the Cabals had censured her, meaning that their members were forbidden to seek her teachings."
"Because she was a witch?"
"No, because she imparted dangerous spells without teaching the requisite methods of control for using them. I'm not defending the Cabals. If they set limits on the type of magic they allow, they are limits of practicality, not morality. As the degree of darkness increases, so does the risk of danger. Eve's magic was the worst sort. I can say that based, not on rumor, but on experience."
"You met Eve?"
" 'Met' would be an exaggeration. I encountered her. Several years ago, I investigated a sorcerer who'd been casting spells far too advanced for his abilities and was responsible for several rather gruesome deaths. After handling the situation, I traced the source of his spells, and it led me to Eve Levine. I managed to confiscate several of her grimoires, but not before getting a taste of her power."
"She bested you?"
Cortez rubbed a hand across his mouth. "Ah, one could ... say that." When he lowered his hand, a tiny smile played at his lips. "In the interests of being honest, I must admit it was a bit ... more humiliating than that, and certainly not a story I'd wish to hear repeated."
"My lips are sealed."
"Eve used sorcerer magic against me and I consider myself lucky to have escaped. Her proficiency far outstripped that of most sorcerers. That's why Isaac Katzen targeted her for recruitment."
"You mean by having her kidnapped last year."
"Exactly. An unwise move. Again, we move into the realm of gossip, but given my firsthand knowledge of Eve's power, I'm inclined to believe the story. They say that Eve survived only one day in captivity before her captors killed her. Katzen had assumed that his powers would be greater than those of even the strongest witch and therefore led the humans to believe Eve would be easily handled. They were unprepared for her level of expertise and, given the very real possibility of losing both her and Savannah, chose to kill her and keep the more manageable child. Their biggest mistake, though, was taking Savannah in the first place. You don't corner a lioness with her cub."
"Do you think--" I stopped, tried again. "I mean, when you m
et Eve, did you get any sense of her as a mother? Was she good to Savannah?"
"I never saw Savannah. From what I've heard, that was typical. No one outside Eve's immediate circle of friends was permitted contact with the child. Certainly, I'm not qualified to make such a judgment, but from what I've seen of Savannah, I would assume Eve was a decent mother, perhaps better than decent. In some ways, it might have been better if Eve had been negligent. Savannah has a very strong bond with her mother. You have to remember that. When you speak against dark magic, you speak against Eve."
"I need to understand Eve better. I know that." I paused. "But I can't--it's not--this wasn't how I was raised. I know ..."
I looked over at Cortez. His eyes were on mine, waiting with a mixture of quiet interest and understanding that made me want to go on.
"I should have talked to Savannah about the confusion spell," I said. "I should have told her what happened the last time. We should have discussed when and when not to use it. I know all this. I see it, but I can't do it. Dark magic ..."
I looked down and picked at the bandage on my hand. Cortez was still watching me, that same look of patient waiting on his face.
"It's not--my mother taught me--I was raised to see dark magic as bad. Always. No exceptions. And now I see exceptions, but--" I stopped and pressed my hands to my eyes. "God, I am so tired. I can't believe I'm babbling like this."
"You're not--"
I interrupted him by undoing the privacy spell, then scrambled to my feet. "You're staying the night, I assume?"
"Yes, I thought that would be best. But--"
"Here, I'll show you where I keep the guest supplies." I headed for the back hall. "I've got extra toothbrushes ... there should be some unisex deodorant."
"That's not necessary, Paige. I brought the saddlebags from my bike and they're fully equipped with overnight provisions."
"Are they out in the car?"
"Yes, I can retrieve them later. I know this is difficult for you, Paige. If you'd like to talk--"
"Talked your ear off already, haven't I?" I forced a laugh as I turned and walked instead into the front hall. I took my keys from the rack. "Here are my car keys. You go grab those saddlebags and I'll put bedding on the sofa bed. You'll find fresh towels in the bathroom closet, along with shampoo, soap, and whatever else you might need."
I headed into the living room. By the time he'd returned from getting his saddlebags, I was in my room.
