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And those were far from the only gifts I had.
Jak raised an eyebrow. “Meaning you can use the ley lines?”
“I can’t even see them.”
“So why is it so important to you that the consortium be stopped?”
I picked up a spoon and scooped up some chocolate cake. It was a little dry, but I needed the sugary energy right then. The air-conditioning might be blasting every other scent away, but it didn’t seem to be doing a whole lot to erase his. And every intake of breath had the past stirring within me.
“These people attacked friends of mine. I want to find them.”
His gaze scanned mine again and a smile tugged at his lips. “The truth, but not the whole truth.”
I acknowledged that with a slight nod. “But the whole truth is a little out there.”
“I’m a reporter who investigates all things paranormal and occult, remember?” Sarcasm edged his voice. “You’d be surprised at just how ‘out there’ I’m willing to go.”
I was betting even he wouldn’t believe the real truth—that the intersection might well be tied up in a desperate scramble by at least four different parties to find the keys that would unlock the portals of heaven and hell. That one of those keys not only had been recently found, but had been used to open the first of the portals that protected our world from the hordes of hell.
I’d held that key in my hand. Held it, and lost it.
I didn’t want that to happen with the next two keys, and that meant finding out as much as we could about all the players involved in this race. Which meant digging up as much information about John Nadler—the consortium’s elusive third man—as we could get.
But computers could go only so far. Sometimes the only way to find out anything useful was to hit the streets. But the sort of people who would hold the information we needed weren’t likely to talk to someone like me, even if I could find them. They would talk to Jak, though. They always had. He had a talent for putting you at ease.
Or at least he did when he wasn’t sitting opposite the woman whose heart he’d shattered.
“An intersection as powerful as this one,” I said, “can be used to manipulate time, reality, or fate. If someone succeeds in controlling such an intersection, he could wreak havoc on the very fabric of our world.”
He briefly looked surprised. “The intersection is really that powerful?”
“Yes.”
“Well, then, I guess finding the third man is something of a priority.” He leaned forward a little. “But why are you involved? And why come to me? Why not just leave it all to the Directorate? It seems to be more their line of business than yours or mine.”
“I’d leave it to the Directorate if I could, but that’s not an option.”
“Leading me to the next obvious question—why not?”
“Because I’m being blackmailed into the hunt.” Which was the truth—it just didn’t actually apply to the intersection.
Amusement flirted briefly with his mouth and something deep inside me twisted. It was a stupid and illogical response, and it made me want to scream at my inability to just forget what might have been.
“Did someone dig up some more dirty laundry on you or your family?” he said.
His article had been more than dirty laundry—he’d accused her of lying about her past. Which she had, but not for the reasons he’d suggested. There were no nefarious crimes or shady dealings, just her creation in a madman’s laboratory—a fact that she kept well guarded, and for good reason. Her extraordinary abilities had caused many to treat her as a freak—it would have been far worse if they’d learned the true nature of her birth. “No, they didn’t. They’re threatening my friends.”
That the man behind the threats was both an Aedh—who were creatures of light and shadows, an energy so fierce that their mere presence burned the very air around them—and my father was something I wasn’t about to explain.
Jak frowned. “If that’s the case, involving the Directorate seems even more logical.”
“They are involved, but their investigation is going nowhere and they can’t protect my friends forever.” They weren’t even trying, in fact, simply because they didn’t know about the threats. There was no point in telling them when they could never, ever protect us from the force that was my father.
“So why do you think I’ll succeed where the Directorate are failing?” Jak asked.
“Because you not only have a knack for getting people to talk to you, but you seem able to uncover those who would rather remain hidden.”
The half smile appeared again. “That was almost a compliment.”
