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“Problem?” Alessandro asked.
I showed him the phone and turned to the family. “Something’s come up.”
Alessandro rose.
“Leave the plates,” Arabella told us. “We’ll clean up. You cooked. It’s only fair.”
“I didn’t know you helped with dinner, cousin,” Konstantin said.
“No, but he made it possible,” Leon said.
Bern turned to Konstantin. “You should speak less.”
“The lack of respect for the crown is appalling.” Konstantin grinned. “I love it.”
His smile was bright, but it didn’t touch his eyes.
We hurried out of the house and down the path. The heat of the day showed no signs of abating. The air was still and ominous somehow, the way it felt before a thunderstorm.
We found Julian in the conference room, alone. Patricia favored a specific method when dealing with Prime visitors. She led them into a building, locked it, and watched them through security cameras. It minimized casualties.
Julian jumped off his chair the moment we walked through the door.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know where else to go.” He looked frantic. “I called the FBI, and they sent me here. They said you would handle it.”
“What’s going on?” Alessandro asked.
“It’s Kaylee.” Julian dragged his shaking hand through his hair. “I think my niece has lost her mind.”
Just what we needed right this second.
“What happened?” I asked, keeping my voice soothing.
“Four hours ago, Maria called from Sunnyside.”
“What’s Sunnyside?” Alessandro prompted.
“Um, it’s an estate, my parents’ estate, out in Sugar Land.”
Sugar Land was one of many small municipalities swallowed by Houston as it expanded, about twenty miles southwest of the city center. It started out as a sugar plantation in the nineteenth century and slowly grew into an enclave of affluent mansions and spacious upper-middle-class houses offering suburban bliss at a premium price.
“This morning, Kaylee left to visit her grandparents. We thought it would help her with her grief. Maria said that Kaylee went into the study with her grandfather and grandmother. After half an hour she went to check if they wanted anything, and the doors were locked. Maria went to knock and saw Ahmad, he’s my father’s nurse, slumped on the floor. He wasn’t breathing. She said there were thick black veins on his face . . .” Julian clenched his hands into fists.
Kaylee had attacked again. I expected to grab her once Arkan’s siege of the Compound was over, but she wasn’t giving us a choice.
“Then Maria knocked, and she said it was like her brain had exploded. She saw a sharp light and her ears started bleeding. She remembers someone laughing and she thought it was Kaylee.”
Julian drew a long shuddering breath and stared at me. “I’ve sensed her mind before. Something is very wrong. She doesn’t feel like a halcyon. She doesn’t feel like anything I know.”
“What happened next?” I asked him gently.
He swallowed. “Yes, um, I told her to get everyone out of the house. Elias decided to drive down and see if he could reason with her. He called me three hours ago and told me he was in the driveway and then the call cut off. I’ve called his cell, I’ve called the house, there is no answer. I don’t know what to do.”
He slumped back into the chair, defeated. “I don’t understand. She was never a mean child. She had no magic. We all knew it, but Luciana didn’t want to discuss it, so we just didn’t. She was so loved by everyone, the whole family. And she loves her grandparents. When Mother was in the hospital for a heart bypass, Kaylee stayed with her in recovery. And then a month ago Luciana announced that Kaylee had awakened. We were all so happy for her . . . how did it come to this?”
“Please excuse us for a moment,” Alessandro said.
We walked out into the hallway, shut the door, and walked to the other end, out of Julian’s earshot.
“He isn’t lying,” I said. “His hands are sweating, he’s breathing rapidly, his voice is elevated, and he keeps losing his train of thought. He is in genuine distress.”
“Agreed. However, it’s still a trap. He may not know it, but this is a setup designed to draw us out of the house. You, specifically.”
“I don’t follow.”
“Kaylee didn’t just decide to attack her ailing grandparents out of the blue. Her grandfather is on oxygen, and her grandmother uses a walker to get around. They’re both halcyons and aren’t a threat to her in any way. She went over there and took hostages, because you are our best chance at getting the hostages out alive. She’s trying to lure you to that house.”
Because with me there, we wouldn’t have to shoot our way in. I could sing the hostages and their takers right out.
The last two times I tried to use my wings, they came out black. What if I couldn’t sing again? What if instead of beguiling, I would screech and rip through their minds the way I had done with Gunderson?
