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I nodded at him, and he nodded back. Cooper knew how these things ended. He knew that one of us would kill the other, and I was determined to be the last one standing - no matter how tricky Salina's water magic might be.
I cranked the engine and backed up the SUV. We all waved at Cooper a final time. I'd just started going down the ridge when the dwarf turned and went around the house, probably going back to his forge.
Kincaid and I were quiet in deference to Owen. We both knew he needed some time to process everything. To sort through and come to terms with all the lies. Still, once again, I wondered how he would react if I told him what Eva had asked me to do, how she'd asked me to kill Salina. If he would let me do it - or if he'd try to stop me.
A murder of crows exploded out of the trees to our right, forcing me to slow down or risk hitting them. Finn would not be happy if I came back with feathers in his grille. He still hadn't forgiven me for trashing his Aston Martin.
The crows flapped across the rutted driveway before taking flight and soaring up into the spring sky, their sharp caw-caw-caws ringing through the air. I took my foot off the brake and put it back on the gas.
"What is with the birds today?" Kincaid muttered. "That's the second time something's startled them. "
His words made me remember how earlier the crows had taken flight from trees deeper in the woods, even though the four of us had been sitting on the patio. That led to another thought, then another one, until they all seemed like a series of grenades exploding in my mind.
The giants, the moving truck, and the van I'd seen near the bottom of Cooper's driveway. Some guy commissioning several fountains he'd never picked up. Someone else knowing enough about Cooper to steal those same fountains from his sculpture garden. The crows flying away, even though there was seemingly nothing around to frighten them.
And then I felt it, the final piece of the puzzle - a cool caress of magic, like water sliding against my skin. Faint as a whisper, but I knew what it and everything else meant - and what I had to do.
I slammed on the brakes, making the SUV fishtail and skid on the gravel. Rocks sprayed everywhere as the vehicle finally lurched to a top.
"Gin?" Owen asked, his hand braced against the dashboard. "What's wrong?"
I didn't answer him. I was too busy getting out of the SUV and running back toward the house.
Chapter 22
"Gin!" I heard Owen shout behind me. "Gin!"
Instead of answering him, I quickened my pace, sprinting up the driveway as fast as I could. Behind me, Kincaid shouted at Owen to get in the driver's seat and back the SUV up the ridge.
I didn't bother yelling and trying to warn Cooper. I was still too far away for that. If the dwarf was working in his forge, he wouldn't hear me anyway, and if Salina went at him head-on like I thought she would, then Cooper needed to focus on her - not me screaming at him. Besides, I didn't want her to realize I'd doubled back until she felt my knife slicing into her heart.
I made it up to the house and raced around the side, heading to the forge. Over the thump-thump-thump of my roaring heart, I strained to listen, but I didn't hear Cooper's hammer striking anything. That meant something had interrupted him - and I was willing to bet I knew exactly what that something was.
I sprinted into the backyard, looking right and left and doing a quick, visual sweep of the grounds, but no one was there, and I didn't see Cooper or anyone else lurking in the forge. I stopped on the stone patio, my head snapping back toward the house, wondering if they were inside. I'd just taken a step in that direction when I felt another cool gust of magic coming from the woods.
The sculpture garden.
Even though I wanted to get to Cooper as fast as possible, I forced myself to slow my steps and calm my racing heart. I'd need the element of surprise and every bit of magic I could muster up to take out Salina, so I palmed a knife and headed for the sculpture garden.
I'd only gone about fifty feet into the woods when I saw the first giant.
He stood with his back to me, facing the statues, his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't even have his gun out.
I slid behind a tree, hunkered down in the bushes, and scanned the rest of the landscape. The giant in front of me was the only one I could see, but there had been another one down at the moving trucks, and Salina would have been sure to bring at least a couple more, if only to move the last fountain more easily. That was what I would have done if our situations had been reversed. Besides, there was always a chance she couldn't finish Cooper off with her water magic and that she'd need the help of one of her bodyguards.
The faint murmurs of voices drifted out of the trees in front of where the giant was standing. Good. Voices were good. They meant Salina was probably still talking to Cooper and hadn't gotten down to the business of actually killing him yet. Not that the dwarf would go easily. I imagined he would put up a good fight, but I'd felt how strong Salina was on the riverboat. The water elemental was in her prime and only growing stronger - just the way Jo-Jo always described me and my magic.
I wondered if Cooper had put it together, if he'd connected the stolen fountains to Salina as soon as Kincaid had mentioned her name. I wondered if that was why he'd been so insistent about not coming back to Ashland with us, if he'd wanted to catch Salina in the act, face her down and try to kill her himself. Didn't much matter now.
My fingers clenched around my knife, the small spider rune stamped into the hilt pressing into the larger, matching scar on my palm. Owen had made this and my other knives, crafting them with as much care and detail as Cooper did his sculptures, and I planned to put them to use - right now.
The giant never even saw me coming. With the voices still murmuring, I snuck out from behind the tree and headed toward him. At the last moment, I quickened my pace, launched myself upward, and leaped onto his back. As my knife punched into his spine at the base of his skull, he grunted like it was of no more consequence than a bee sting, rather than the lethal blow it was. He went down on one knee. I didn't give him the chance to scream as I yanked out my knife, reached around, pulled his head back, and slit his throat with the blade. The giant was dead before he thumped to the forest floor. One down, who knew how many more to go.
I crept through the underbrush, taking out another giant who'd been stationed at the perimeter the same way, before I was able to ease up to the edge of the sculpture garden itself.
Cooper and Salina stood in the middle of the clearing, their eyes glowing with magic, his a bright copper, hers shimmering from blue to green and back again. They were facing each other with about twenty feet of space separating them, hands down by their sides, intently studying each other. I'd expected nothing less, since they were getting ready to duel.
Elementals often fought by dueling, by flinging their raw magic, their raw strength, at each other over and over again until one person ran out of juice and succumbed to the other's power. Suffocated by Air, burned alive by Fire, frozen solid by Ice, encased in Stone, or some variation or offshoot thereof. None of them painless ways to die. Then again, elemental duels were only about one thing - destroying your enemy as quickly and brutally as you could.
