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Baumgartner stopped, looked at Catcher. There’d been bad blood between them, and while those wounds were healing, they still looked at each other with wariness.
“Bell.”
“Baumgartner.”
“If everyone would gather round?” Wilcox asked, gesturing us toward the screen. “We’ll get this under way, and get this closed down.”
Does he really think it will be that simple? Ethan silently asked. Or does he say it because he has to?
My grandfather told him what Sorcha’s planning, I said. So probably a little from Column A, little from Column B.
The screen showed Northerly Island, the planetarium at the north end to the lagoon at the south. An “X” marked a spot near the south end atop one of the flattened hillocks the Army Corp of Engineers had sculpted out of dirt and rock. “This is the location she’s agreed to meet us.”
Baumgartner pulled at his bottom lip. “You think she’ll follow through with that?”
“If she wants action, she’ll come where we are,” Wilcox said. “And that’s where we’ll be.” He looked at me, at Mallory. “Where you’ll be.”
“And you will be where?” Ethan asked.
He pointed to a position along the concrete trail that circled the lagoon, a spot in the water. “Here, and we’ll have snipers atop the planetarium, just in case.” He looked at Baumgartner. “Your people will be here, and shielded?” He pointed to spots at the base of the hill.
Baumgartner nodded. “She won’t know we’re there.”
“Be careful,” my grandfather said. “She’s more powerful than she seems.”
One of the other sorcerers stepped forward, and her tone was catty, which pretty much matched the expression on her face. “We know who and what she is. We set the wards. Just because you aren’t trained to deal with her doesn’t mean we can’t handle it.”
“It’s not an issue of training, Simpson,” Mallory said, and there was no anger in her voice. Just fatigue. “You’ve heard what she’s planning to do?”
“What you think she’s planning to do,” Simpson said, rolling her eyes. “The Danzig Manuscript isn’t a grimoire. It’s nonsense, and you’re reading too much into it.”
; “We’re here to help.”
“To help?” I was having trouble processing this entire situation. “You got my messages?”
“We did. Sorry for not returning the call.” He smiled. “I figured it would be faster if we just showed up.”
“We are the Red Guard,” Jonah said, loud enough for every vampire in the House to hear him. “We exist to guard the Houses and their vampires, to keep them safe, healthy.” He glanced down at me. “And it’s time we come out of hiding and actually live up to our reputation.”
I was staggered. I’d given them a pretty solid lecture on making their organization mean something, instead of paying a lot of lip service to high ideals and secret meetings. But I hadn’t actually expected them to follow it.
“You’ve rendered her speechless,” Ethan said.
“A nearly impossible task,” Jonah said. He stepped forward, offered Ethan a hand. “We’re at your service.”
“We’re glad to have it,” Ethan said, then looked at the rest of them. “Your organization is brave and honorable, and you’re doing a brave and honorable thing here.”
A few of the vampires looked appreciative at the sentiment, like they hadn’t been sure this would be a good idea, or that Ethan wouldn’t send them running from the yard. Others looked skeptical. Understandable, given that the entire point of the RG was to be suspicious of Masters, to keep them from oppressing their Novitiates.
Jonah nodded, smiled at me. “I understand you were looking for a boat.”
Luc stepped forward to shake Jonah’s hand. “Let’s discuss the details.”
I was still staring as Luc led him into the yard, began talking with animation. The other Guards—including those who hadn’t been especially fond of me the last time we’d met—gave me acknowledging nods. None looked as angry as they had been when I’d lectured them. None looked especially friendly, either.
It didn’t matter. Right now, we didn’t need friends. We needed allies. And those were very different things.
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