Page 51 of The Poisoner's Ring


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“I think you forgot this,” I say.

The boy looks at my hand. I open it, revealing an empty palm. He deflates and shakes his head.

“What?” I say. “Isn’t it yours?”

“There’s nothing there.”

I frown at my hand. “Oh, it must be invisible. Let me try that again.” I close my fist, wave it, and then, with an awkward sleight of hand, open it to reveal a penny.

“How’d you do that?” he asks.

“Magic.”

He eyes me with suspicion. “What do you want for it?”

My heart sinks a little. The kid is barely old enough to be in school, but he’s already realized nothing comes for free in his world.

“Clever lad,” I say. “I do want something.”

Across the room, his sister tenses.

“If you’d like this penny,” I say, “you need to find it. Now, follow the coin.”

I flip the coin in the air and then catch it and do a quick bit of fast handwork. When I’m done, I hold out my fists.

“All right,” I say. “I’ll give you two chances.”

The boy rolls his eyes. “That’s not a proper game.”

“Should I only give you one instead?”

He shakes his head and points to a hand. I open it to reveal nothing. I close that hand, and he points to the other.

“Are you sure?” I ask. “Remember where you saw it last.”

He meets my gaze, with the appraising look of a much older boy. Then, slowly, he points back to the hand he picked the first time. I open it reveal the coin.

“Trust yourself,” I say. “You knew that you didn’t make a mistake.”

I hand him the coin. He glances at his sister and then takes it. I put his belongings back into the box, and we talk as I do. When I close it up, I walk to McCreadie.

“I saw that,” he murmurs. “Nicely done.”

“I loved magic tricks as a kid.”

He lowers his voice. “What did the boy tell you?”

“Nothing.”

McCreadie’s brow furrows. “You were not lowering his guard so that he might talk?”

“No. I just wanted him to know that what’s happening isn’t as scary as it seems. That we aren’t as scary as we seem.”

He looks at me a moment and then nods approvingly.

“Are we finding anything?” I ask.

He shakes his head and glances at Gray. I head over and ask him the same question, getting the same response.

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