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“But things are in motion that you cannot stop. You must help this young lady and then wait for your signal. It will come. But I am here to tell you, God’s Scourge, do not stand alone. All the Rakehell Six, Henrietta and Harcourt, are behind you. A final battle approaches, and it’s one we must withstand together, or we’ll lose God’s Scourge forever,” Daniel said earnestly.

“I hate you,” Elias moaned.

“The feeling is mutual, but we are men out of time. And nobody knows duty or honour like we do. When it is your turn, grasp tightly and hang on. We shall all come, the Rakehell Six, Henrietta and Harcourt, when we are needed. Until then, you must stay in your inn and stop your evil from escaping. The players are still moving around the chessboard, and one mistake might not only check your king but release evil this world hasn’t seen for three hundred years,” Daniel said.

Stephanie was perplexed by Daniel’s cryptic speech and the strange events unfolding. But Elias seemed to understand him.

He offered a slow nod, put his hand in his pocket and then held it out to Stephanie. “Take this straight to Kit. Did you really think I’d have it on display somewhere? Something this valuable?” Elias teased.

Stephanie blushed. “No better way to hide than place it in the open,” she defended herself.

“Go, Stephanie. Kit needs you,” Daniel said. “There is a storm coming, which means you’ll not be safe.”

Stephanie glanced out of the window and paled.

“Take this too. Kit will need it,” Elias murmured and pressed something else into her hand.

Looking down, her eyes widened.

“I’ll return soon,” she promised Elias, then fled for her car.

“Start talking, Blackwood,” Elias demanded, piercing Daniel with a gimlet eye.

Daniel threw back his coattails and sat down. “Grab me a drink, my dear fellow. It’s time we had a chat!”

Chapter Eight.

Stephanie

As she skidded into the parking space away from The White Witch, Stephanie knew she was in trouble. The sky had darkened beyond belief. With heavy rain pouring, she’d have to run to the door.

She could already sense Justin skulking around, too. His aura was like poison in the air. Stephanie could either drive off, but he’d be able to follow, or make a run for it.

As she sat there, a bright light spilled from The White Witch.

Stephanie didn’t hesitate but dashed out of the car and ran for the front of the inn.

The door was thrown open, and Kit waited, lit by the inner lights.

“Faster!” he roared. Stephanie felt Justin behind her, and the memory of his claws made her speed up. She fell through the entrance and into Kit’s arms.

Kit held her tightly as they tumbled backwards, and he absorbed the impact of their fall. The air left their lungs in a huff, and Kit kept his arms wrapped around her.

“I didn’t know this storm was coming, or I’d never have let you out,” Kit gasped as he remained holding her.

“Sorry, I didn’t pay attention to the radio either. That came out of nowhere,” Stephanie rasped when she got her breath back. “Were you aware Justin could come out during bad weather?”

“I had an idea but wasn’t sure,” Kit replied.

Stephanie lay her head on his chest. The fear she’d felt when Justin had been on her heels was fading with Kit’s arms around her.

“Your brother is a bully and a jerk,” she murmured, and Kit’s chest heaved with laughter.

“You met Elias?”

“Did I!” Stephanie exclaimed and proceeded to tell Kit all about his antics.

At some point, they got up and moved to the fireplace, where the fire roared cheerfully. Kit couldn’t settle until he had his arms back around her and her head leaning against his chest. Stephanie was only too happy to oblige.

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