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“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Do you believe that?”
“I don’t spend much time thinking about where they came from. As long as I can keep my family safe from them, I don’t care what brought them to life.”
The conversation drifted to other, safer topics, but Cara couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. That was why he hated voids. That was why all the witches hated them.
But that wasn’t Nick. She felt it in every fibre of her soul.
She had to prove him wrong. Prove them all wrong. If they just gave her a chance, she could show them the truth.
It wasn’t going to happen right now, but the moment would come, and she needed to be ready for it. She couldn’t do anything when she was wandering around blindly, and the only way to change that was to find more information.
“I’m going to the library for a while,” she said. “I’m glad you told me, but it’s a lot to take in.”
“Of course. Does Jay know you’re coming?”
The ‘library’ that she was referring to was in Jay’s house. He lived close by, and his family had amassed a large collection of books, research and information about everything supernatural. She spent countless hours there as a child, usually in the smaller section where they kept the fiction books.
“I haven’t told him yet,” she said, “but I’ll send him a message so he knows I’m on my way.”
She waited a moment, expecting her father to say something about her leaving the house. Maybe he’d escort her there and back, or he’d outright refuse, but he wasn’t doing either.
“Let me know when you arrive and when you leave. I’m trusting you, Cara. Don’t make me regret it.”
“You won’t,” she said.
She stood up and started to leave, but his voice followed her. “Don’t forget, their house is warded just like ours. If you try to slip out without being seen, the wards will signal us.”
Cara sighed. “I haven’t forgotten.”
It was progress, but it would’ve been too easy to think he trusted her completely.
She couldn’t really hold it against him. After all, she was lying to him. She didn’t deserve his trust. He assumed she was going to the library to lose herself in a book.
If he knew what she was actually doing in there, he never would have let her go.
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Chapter 30 - Nick
The trunk was huge, and once it was opened, he realised it was even bigger than he thought.
Nick hesitated, looking over the various blades, polished to a gleam and honed to a deadly edge. Short swords, daggers, huge knives with serrated edges, machetes.
“Is there anything less... sharp?”
Henry chuckled. “I have something else in mind. Try it out and see what you think.” He moved to another section and opened it, revealing several blunt weapons. He lifted one of them - a long, thick wooden club covered in metal studs - and handed it to Nick.
“This is just as dangerous as a sword or a knife in the right hands,” Henry said. “Be careful with it.”
Nick held it in both hands, testing the weight, and he gave it a couple of slow, careful swings. “It looks like a baseball bat.”
“I thought you’d be more comfortable with something that felt familiar.”
“I’ve never played baseball, but yeah, this feels good. So what am I supposed to do? Just swing it and hit whatever’s trying to kill me?”
