“Until they don’t.” Dr. Samuels sighed. “Well, I would like to see this book for myself. But I don’t want either of you to take it outside where it’s vulnerable.”
“You’re welcome to come here, sir.”
“You can stop calling me sir. Why don’t you call me Aaron?”
Noah visibly relaxed. “Thank you, sir. I mean Aaron. Why don’t I give you the address?”
“Yes, please do that.”
“It’s 40B L Street, in South Boston. We’re on the second floor.”
“Thanks. I’ll be there with Nick Wolfensen as soon as possible.”
“Dad?” Kizzy asked. “Is it a good idea to let anyone else in on this? I don’t know Mr. Wolfensen that well. Do you?”
“I don’t see how we can keep this to ourselves completely. I may need Mr. Wolfensen’s strength andother abilitiesto get there safely.”
Kizzy knew what those other abilities were. He might need an attack wolf. Her father didn’t have the same powers. In fact, his hands were tied, in a way. He had taken the Hippocratic oath. However, even though they were both healers, Kizzy was the stronger one when it came to protection. For some reason, the females received a little more power in certain decidedly female traits: Ruth’s psychic abilities, and Kizzy’s matriarchal protective instincts. Her father’s male protectiveness was more of a human trait. And he wasn’t allowed to destroy anyone. Not that he would. She hoped.
Kizzy worried her lip. “Okay. Do whatever you have to do to feel safe, but I don’t know if it’s a good idea to put the books together.”
“Exactly. I was thinking the same thing, so we’ll have ours in its locked and warded room for now, but I’d really feel better if I could see this new book for myself first before we decide anything.”
“I understand. Noah and I will wait for you. Meanwhile, I’ll cast a few wards that only you and Mr. Wolfensen can get through.”
“Good thinking.”
“Wait a minute,” Noah said. “I have a roommate. My brother. He’s not due home for another hour or so, but I certainly don’t want to lock him out.”
“It will only be temporary,” Kizzy said.
“If he comes home early, he won’t get zapped trying to open the door or anything, will he?”
Both Kizzy and her father chuckled. “No. The door just wouldn’t open. I don’t zap unsuspecting strangers.”
“Okay then. Ward away.”
Aaron chuckled. “See you in a few minutes.”
He hung up the phone, and Kizzy disconnected on her end. Then she set the phone on Noah’s kitchen counter and draped her arms around his neck. “I think that went well. Don’t you?”
Noah let out a deep breath. “Better than I thought it would.”
“I love you, Noah.”
“You should probably tell your dad that.”
“Oh, he knows. Trust me. He knows.”
* * *
What seemed like only a minute later, Noah heard a knock at his door. “I wonder who that is?”
“Can you see who’s at the door by looking out the window?” Kizzy asked.
“No. Can you see through the door?”
She laughed. “Who do you think I am? Supergirl?”
