Kinsley rolled her eyes before saying, “So did your dad hear the fighting?”
“No,” Briggs said. “He was coming to the river to swim, and it was just luck that he was running late.”
“But not luck that you did a protection spell on Briggs’s parents?” Kinsley asked.
“And my sister and her mate, apparently,” Briggs said before pressing a kiss against Cece’s forehead.
“It was sort of luck,” Cece said. “And a spur-of-the-moment decision. I didn’t know that my family would show up in Alaska, but I just had this… feeling, I guess, that I should do protection spells on Briggs’s family. I could tell they thought it was a bit weird, but were too polite to say no.”
“Thank God,” Kinsley said.
Cece glanced at Briggs. “I meant to tell Briggs I did the protection spells, but got distracted.”
“By a magical humpfest with your man, yeah?” Maisie made a humping motion with her hips.
“Pretty much,” Cece said, making the other three laugh.
“Okay, next question - how did your family find you?” Maisie asked.
“Well, before we left for Alaska, I did barrier spells on the house, but Adora and Alistair broke them.”
Cece made a face as Briggs squeezed her hand. “It took them over a week to break them, my mate, even with how powerful their magic was.”
“Anyway, they broke the spells and then broke into the house. They used a hair from one of my brushes to do a locator spell,” Cece said.
“Ah, the old locator spell,” Maisie said. “Of course.”
“Then they got on a flight to Alaska,” Cece said.
“And your grandfather realized they went to Alaska and followed them?” Kinsley asked.
“Sort of,” Cece said.
“Werner works for the WWC,” Briggs said.
“Right. Cece said he’s on the High Council.” Kinsley looked to Cece for confirmation.
“That’s right,” Cece said. “Members of the High Council are always informed when a witch using dark magic is taken into custody, even if it’s not in their,” she hesitated, “jurisdiction for lack of a better word.”
“So, he found out about the attack on you at the restaurant,” Maisie said.
Briggs nodded. “Yes, but there’s a backlog with information sharing, so he didn’t find out about the attack on Cece until the day his wife and son attacked us.”
“Fucking government bureaucracy shit,” Maisie said before grabbing a cookie from the plate on the coffee table and biting into it.
“They had a picture of the witch who attacked Cece in the case file, and he recognized her,” Briggs said.
“Holy shit,” Kinsley said. “How?”
“She was an old high school friend of Adora’s. They hadn’t spoken for over twenty years, but the coincidence was too much for him,” Cece said.
“Ye old spidey senses were a-tinglin’,” Maisie said.
“Something like that,” Briggs said. “He went home to talk to his wife about it, only she, of course, was missing. So, he used -”
“Let me guess - a locator spell,” Kinsley said.
“No. Find my location,” Briggs said.
