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“Do you have any idea where he took them?” asked Michael.
“No.”
Michael sighed. “Well, let’s go back to the house. The Guide came looking for me last night, too; maybe he’ll show up again.”
Now it was Gabriel’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “You got away by yourself?”
“Maybe you’re not the only tough guy around here.”
Gabriel stared at him for half a second, as if trying to decide whether Michael was making a joke—or picking a fight. He didn’t say anything, just turned to walk.
As they started off across the field, Becca couldn’t help wondering about a Guide who could take out Chris and the twins—especially after the demonstration she’d seen at the bridge—but not Michael.
Tough guy or not, the facts weren’t matching up.
CHAPTER 36
Becca walked between the brothers. She hadn’t picked the arrangement, but it made her feel like a needed barrier. Gabriel was still pulling heat from the sky, and it was like walking next to a sunbeam.
Her phone chimed, and she fished it out of her pocket. Sunlight glinted across the face.
Her mom, asking if everything was all right. She tapped out a quick response. Hunter’s rock bracelet bounced against her wrist now that the chain wasn’t trapped under her sleeve.
Gabriel glanced down at what she was doing. “Who are you texting?”
His voice still echoed with the pain and uncertainty she’d heard in the woods. She wanted to give him a hug, but Gabriel didn’t seem like the kind of guy who’d take it well.
“My mother,” she said. “Checking up.”
“Your mom’s nice,” said Michael. He glanced down, too.
Then he caught her wrist and hauled her to a stop. “Where did you get these?”
He was looking at the bracelet, holding her wrist up so the stones caught the light.
“From a friend,” she said, snatching her hand back. “Why?”
“Oh, just a friend?” he said. “You mean you’re walking around with these on your wrist and you don’t know what they are?”
“They’re rocks,” said Gabriel. “Leave her alone.”
“They’re not just rocks.” Michael glared at her. “Are you playing me? Was this a trap to find Gabriel—”
“No!” she cried. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I’m so stupid,” he said. “The way you felt the sunlight, the way you knew we’d find—”
“What are you talking about?”
“These.” Michael grabbed her wrist again. “These rocks. They’re full of power. Who are you, Becca? What do you—”
“They’re not mine!” She was ready to tear them off her arm. “They’re not!”
Michael’s face was right in front of her. “Then whose are they?”
She took a deep breath. “Hunter’s.”
“That punk kid?” said Gabriel. “The one who got into it with Chris last night?”
