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As I passed Trsiel, he grasped my shoulder, forcing me to stop pacing.
"Eve, we need to--"
"Slow down and think. I know that. But I think better when I'm moving."
He let me go. I wheeled and strode across the cell.
"Let's see what we have," Trsiel said. "Her name is Lily and she works at a community center as part of the cleaning staff."
"Yeah, yeah." Still walking, I rubbed my hands over my face. "Okay, she just woke up, so it'll take her a while to get to work. It was seven--Wait. What time is it now?"
Trsiel walked through the cell bars and looked around. "This clock says just past nine-thirty."
"Then we've got a two-hour time difference. That means she's somewhere west of Colorado. American accents, so definitely in the country."
"Upper West Coast accents," Trsiel said. "North of California."
"Right. Thanks. I'll talk to Jaime. We'll search the Internet for community centers on the upper West Coast with mentions of a Spring Fling and March Break Madness. Once we've narrowed it down, she can see whether any have a janitor named Lily." I stopped pacing. "A game plan. Good. But it'll take some time. With any luck, that guy she's after won't be heading to the community center for a while today."
I paused, then looked at Trsiel. "So she wants to kill this guy because he doesn't notice her. Besides the seriously fucked-up logic behind that, there's one thing I don't get. What is this boy to me?"
Trsiel frowned.
"The Nix is doing this for my benefit, right? A demonstration of her power. A lesson for me. So--" I stopped and met his gaze. "Look, if she succeeds in killing this kid, I'll feel bad. Anyone would, right? But it won't--well, I don't know him. If this is a lesson, either I'm missing the point or this Nix has me pegged all wrong, thinks I'll fall apart over the death of a stranger."
"She knows you're working on something usually reserved for angels--"
"So she probably assumes I'm typical angel material--protect the innocent no matter who they are. Makes sense." I glanced at Sullivan. "Should we check in her skull one last time? If I could get a better look at the flyers in that hall--"
As I said the words, I pictured the flyers again and my words froze in my throat. The pink poster. TUTORS WANTED. I'd seen that before. Months ago. My memory pulled up an image--a soft, pretty hand reaching for the tabs along the bottom of the flyer, ripping one off, silver rings flashing. A deep sigh sounded somewhere to the left.
"Literacy tutors? Oh, please. Don't you do enough of that crap already?"
"It's not crap. And it's only an hour a month."
"Like you've got an hour to spare! Geez, Paige--"
I spun on Trsiel. "Portland. The community center is in Portland. My daughter--oh, God, Savannah goes there."
27
I RECITED A TRANSPORT INCANTATION. AT THE LAST second, Trsiel realized what I was doing and grabbed my hand. We landed a few blocks from Paige and Lucas's house. The community center was a couple miles in the opposite direction.
"Can you get us any closer?" I asked.
"I'd need to find out exactly where we're going. A map, a street address--"
"No time."
I started to run. Trsiel shot up beside me.
"She's not going after your daughter, Eve," he said. "She can't."
"Can't?" I said, still running. "Can't how?"
"The Nix can't choose her partner's victims. They make the choice. They pull the trigger. She can give them the resolve to pull it, but she can't aim it for them."
I rounded a corner, not slowing.
