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“It is,” she agreed. “But not as rare as people think.”
“I’m not going to hold out for rare.” I gulped down more of my summery drink.
“Eamon’s different,” Shelby said. “I haven’t known him for very long, but I’ve never seen him pay any woman attention. I heard he was the typical demon before, but that was decades ago.”
“Living a long time can do that.” Then Sybil noticed the tiny bottle from Iris. “What’s around your neck?”
I repeated the green witch’s instruction to her.
“Can I?” she asked, reaching for the bottle.
“Sure.” I trusted she knew what she was doing.
She moved a little farther away from the two of us and carefully uncorked the bottle. She waved her hand over the open top and sniffed. Then she started laughing. She put the stopper back on tightly and handed it back to me, still giggling.
“What is it?” Now I was curious.
“The old witch has a sense of humor,” she said. “She knows Amrita will be warded against magical threats, so she created the potion to help Amrita instead.”
I frowned. “Help her?”
“You’ll see. It’s potent, alright. She aimed it both at the person doing the spying and the one doing the scrying. It’s a twofer. And you can’t accidentally set it off on yourself.”
Now I was curious to see the potion’s effects. I almost wanted Mother to spy on me. But then I remembered that she had to have help in order to spy on me magically. “We don’t even know who’s helping her. The lady at the coffee shop said it might be a wizard.”
Sybil looked confused, so Shelby said, “Griselda.”
“Yeah, she’s probably right. The old pricks from the WEC would make such an alliance.”
“Do you think she knows what we’re planning?” I needed this to be a surprise. If she knew I planned on trapping her, I’d lose the upper hand. “I mean; she knows Dean’s cover is blown.”
“You sure?” Shelby asked. “Maybe Amrita thinks you just ran off with another guy. And she only got a quick glance of us at a coffee shop.”
“If she stayed in Dean’s body, she probably doesn’t realize you know,” Sybil said. She reached into her purse again and retrieved a long platter of cheese and crackers. Everything she pulled out was shaped to fit through the opening of her purse. Smart. “She could only see what the mirror saw.”
“I really need you to teach me how to make a magic purse,” I said. Then, back on topic, I added, “She also sent Dean’s friends after me at the library. She knows I’ve been researching.”
“You’re a student,” Shelby countered. “You could have been researching for school.”
Sybil narrowed her eyes at me. “Isn’t today a school day?”
“I quit,” I said. “I know it’s the end of the semester, but I’ve got another year, so it’s not like I’m close to getting my MBA. And I hated it anyway.”
“What are you going to do now?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Eamon will have me work here at Redrock for a bit to pay for his help. I’ll figure out what I want to do after.”
“You have time. And you know you have magic now, which opens up more options,” Sybil added. She finished the rest of her drink and poured herself another. “But first things first: I’ve located one of these special weapons right here in Darlington. That’s the good news.”
“And what’s the bad news?” I asked.
“It belongs to a possessive dragon.”
Chapter 17
Eamon
“Whatseemstobethe matter?” I approached Cooley and Hayes, the two officers the local human police often sent to the EA when they ran into something magical.
