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“Wizardry,” the librarian snarled before looking around for the culprit. He looked right past us, not suspecting a thing. His eyes landed on the teenager, who was still half-choking and half-laughing. “You! I don’t appreciate pranks in my library. Get out.”
Feeling sorry for him, Tansy said, “It’s not him. That thing was already in the mirror when we walked by.” She kept her hand over her nose and face.
Everyone else gave the same report, much to the head librarian’s frustration. By now, most people just wanted to get far away from the foul smell.
Left with no one else to scold, the man left and returned to his office, mumbling under his breath about disrespectful young wizards being just as bad as the old ones. In that, I agreed with him. Wizards were the worst.
We left the library and made a beeline for the coffee shop across the street.
“Iris. Explain!” Tansy demanded into her phone.
Iris’s cackling laughter came through the speaker loud and clear; I would’ve heard it even without my phenomenal hearing. “I guess you used my potion.”
“Yeah, I did,” she whispered-screamed into the phone. “And it gave her gas.”
More whooping laughter had Tansy holding the phone away from her ear and exchanging a look with me. Shelby’s grandmother had a childish streak.
“I thought you aren’t able to harm her if she was protected,” Tansy said.
“Harm her? Oh no, my dear,” Iris said when she finally stopped laughing. “I’d never do such a thing. I had her best interest at heart when I crafted that potion. Constipation is a horrible thing to suffer.”
“So you magically metamuciled her.”
“Magically metamuciled. I like it. I’m stealing that term. That’s the gist of it, but ultra-strength.”
For some reason, I wasn’t one bit surprised. Iris would totally do that. Alex was right; she was a horrible influence.
“If you want to replenish it, I can send you the recipe,” Iris offered. “But you have to be very careful and make sure to tell it only to work on the person behind the mirror.”
“Uh, I think it’s best if I leave this to you for now,” Tansy said. “I’m getting used to spells, but I know for a fact that I’m horrible at following recipes. When I cook, I eyeball everything and throw it in.”
“Well, if you change your mind, let me know. I’ll get a few ready in case you need them and send them over with Shelby next time she comes by.”
“Thanks, Iris.” Tansy didn’t sound very convincing. “Bye.”
“Well, that was an adventure,” I said. “Now that we’ve cleared the air—” I paused to waggle my brows, which earned me a snort from my lovely witch “—what do you say about a stroll through the park before we head out for lunch? I know a great place on the other side of the park.”
She grinned. “The park is perfect.”
Too bad trouble came for us at the opposite edge of the park.
Chapter 22
Tansy
Themobwentstraightfor Eamon, ignoring me completely. The men and women looked destitute and had crowbars, pipes, and bats as weapons. The first man took a swing, and Eamon stopped the bat mid-strike, ripping it out of the man’s hand. He tossed it to the ground.
Two more attacked, and my demon protector did the same to their weapons. A woman shrieked and smashed her crowbar down at him, but Eamon dematerialized, and the weapon went right through his body. The women looked shocked, but now, they were coming in waves, surrounding him and pushing me aside.
Someone grabbed my arm, pulling me away. This man didn’t look like the rest; he was better dressed and didn’t stink. There was something otherworldly about him; he reminded me of a wolf shifter I’d known briefly, but I couldn’t tell in his human guise.
“Hey!” I cried, trying to pull my arm away. It was the only sound I was able to make as a large hand covered my mouth.
Another man that looked like his twin threw something onto the ground. The round ball broke, and smoke drifted out of it to cover the mass of people attacking Eamon.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s get her out of here before that spell dissipates. It won’t hold a demon long.”
They dragged me over to a van and shoved me inside, closing the door behind me. I reached for the door but was pulled back by the hair. There was a third man already in the van.
