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Someone jostled us as we made our way over to him, and I looked down for a second—just a second—and when I looked up, Savida wasn’t there anymore.
“Sav?” I called.
“Where has he gone now?” Zaide huffed and brushed his hand down his front in annoyance. “I do not enjoy how densely populated your town is, Charlie.”
I put my hand up. “No. Shut up. Something is wrong.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know where he is.” I started to panic.
Frantically looking left and right, I pushed through crowds of people. As much as I hoped he would jump out at me, I knew I could always find something, and the feeling that told me he was in the men’s section was now empty. Wrong.
“Yes, but we will find him again. He probably found something bright and followed it. He has little impulse control. There was this time—”
I interrupted him, “No, Zaide, I’m being serious. I don’t know where he is.”
He paused, confusion written all over his face. “I don’t understand.”
“Look, I’ve always been able to find stuff. When I know people, I find them more easily. I knew he’d be in men’s wear because I could feel him there. I can’t explain it. But now I can’t feel him, and he’s fucking disappeared, and Daithi is going to murder us if his vision comes true,” I explained hurriedly. I could feel in my gut that something was wrong. I knew it.
I started moving again, searching the aisles, Zaide following closely behind, and soon I found a pile of clothes. The same clothes Savida held in his hands only moments ago.
“No,” Zaide whispered. He picked up a shirt from the pile. “He wouldn’t have just dropped them, Charlie.”
“I know.”
We were silent for a second. “What are we going to do?” Zaide asked. “This is going to kill Daithi.”
“We’re going to need help. Maybe Daithi can track him magically?” I didn’t look at Zaide for an answer. I just started moving toward the exit. “Come on, we need to get back. Now.”
CHAPTER8
CLAWDIA
It was my fault. It was all my fault.
When Charlie, Zaide and Savida left to go into the town center, I went home. I could tell Daithi wasn’t a fan of mine, and sitting around with him would have made us both uncomfortable.
I jumped down onto my garden fence and noticed there were bags of something in the garden. Something that hadn’t been there this morning. It could only mean that Winnie was home. I dashed through the cat flap and into the kitchen, where my witch stood typing furiously on her phone. She had been missing this morning, and I was pleased to see her home.
Winnie! You’re home!I greeted her happily.Where have you been? What are those bags outside?
Winnie grimaced at me, “Oh, you know, this thing Mary and I have been doing. Just setting stuff up.”
Ah, yes. The mysterious thing. Are you ever going to tell me?
“I’m sworn not to tell another soul, Clawds.” She sighed.
Sworn. Witches had powerful magic triggered by words. If she’d sworn her secrecy, bad things would happen to her if she broke her silence. And since our lives depended on each other, bad things would also happen to me. I was suddenly more understanding and thankful she had more self-control than I did.
I’m sorry I pushed.
“It’s okay. You weren’t to know.” She shrugged and then put on a smile. I couldn’t tell if it was because she was unhappy in her situation and trying to lighten the mood, or if she was about to lie. “So, you’ve been next door. What are Charlie’s aliens up to today?” Then she laughed. “Charlie’s aliens. I love it.”
They went shopping today. All except Daithi. He didn’t look well. So, I came home to have a snack and watch more Netflix.
She turned away from me and opened the cupboard full of cups. “Daithi is the demon?”
