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Silver inhaled, a breath full of Gareth’s power. He held it.
Gareth gave the element a little push, quadrupling the pressure inside Silver’s chest. He felt the other man’s shock. His sudden fear. His pain.
But his death was silent. Air rushed out of his mouth, but it was too late.
Once his lungs burst, he couldn’t make a sound. He collapsed forward onto the table.
“Forgive me,” said Gareth. “A dirty trick, I know. Thank you for your years of service.”
Silver was drooling on the table. He wasn’t dead yet, but it wouldn’t be long.
“What did you call Kate’s death?” said Gareth. “Collateral damage?” He leaned close. “Funny. I call it failure.”
CHAPTER 1
Nick Merrick set a wide piece of flagstone into the sand, shifting it back and forth to lock it in place. Despite the late October chill in the air, the sun beat down on his back, making him regret his long-sleeved black T-shirt. He pulled the red Merrick Landscaping cap off his head to wipe sweat away with his forearm. His hair was already damp, and he still had half a path to finish.
He yanked the hat back on and fed some power into the air, asking for a breeze.
The wind was overly happy to accommodate, sending a gust through the trees to scatter leaves and blow sand into the grass.
Nick swore.
Quinn shivered and huddled down in her fleece pullover.
“Frigging wind.”
Nick glanced at her. She was sitting on the slate stone bench his older brother had installed yesterday. “Cold? Go sit in the truck.”
“But I’m helping you.”
Nick smiled. She hadn’t left the bench since they’d gotten here. “Oh. Okay. I didn’t realize you were helping.”
“Not with the landscaping. I can barely pick those rocks up.”
She turned to lie flat on the bench, letting long blond hair fall almost to the grass. She stretched one leg up to the sky. Next she’d be pulling it back toward her chest and putting her ankle next to her ear. Crazy dancer. “I’m helping you keep up illusions.”
Illusions. Nick lost the smile and flung another stone into place. “Are you sure you’re not avoiding going home?”
“Okay, so maybe we’re helping each other.”
He made a noncommittal noise and reached for another stone.
“Seriously,” said Quinn. “Your brother gave you crap for bringing me along, didn’t he?”
“Not really.” And Michael hadn’t. If Gabriel or Chris had tried to drag a girl along on a job, Michael would have pitched a fit. But Nick was the dependable one. When he’d mentioned that Quinn was riding along, his older brother hadn’t batted an eye.
Then again, Nick had told Michael a little about Quinn’s epic fights with her mom, which seemed to have gotten worse since her family’s home was destroyed in a fire. Maybe Michael was cutting her some slack, too.
“Huh,” said Quinn. “Maybe I should accidentally leave panties in your room or something.”
“You don’t need to do that.”
“You sound pissed.”
Nick put another rock into place and rolled the tension from his shoulders. “I’m not. I’m just . . . you don’t need to go over the top.”
“Panties are over the top?”
