Enticed (41 page)

Magda was silent, but frantic.

„Since you came back from holidays you"ve been working with him. You brought Nahilius back, used him to drive a wedge between Violet and me so Phoenix could get to her. I trusted you."

„Lincoln"s, it"s not what you think. I didn"t know you back then, I … when I realised who you were, that you were going to become Grigori, I pul ed Nahilius out of your Mother"s company and I told him to disappear. I
saved
her."

„You kil ed my Mother!" Lincoln screamed.

Everyone was silent.

„Why, Magda?" Griffin finally asked, the words breaking.

Magda walked towards the door but then seemed to reconsider and turned back on him.

„Because " Lincoln screamed.

Everyone was silent.

„Why, Magda?" Griffin finally asked, the words breaking.

Magda walked towards the door but then seemed to reconsider and turned back on him.

„Because
you
have all the power. You could"ve made us great, but you could never see the possibilities. It was all about the damn cause." She tossed her head towards Lincoln, her eyes actual y welling. „Because I would"ve done anything for you to look at me the way you

…" she shot me a poisonous look. „
You
ruined everything!"

She was moving at full speed. I barely had time to react when her hand reached my neck and she flung me back onto the dining table. But Lincoln was faster and was there in an instant. He thrust her off me with one hand and such force that she flew through the air until she slammed into the far wall.

Lincoln helped me up. Gentle hands. Only touching where necessary and yet every spot where we were connected still burned.

„I"m okay," I said, giving him permission to move away from me.

Magda was back on her feet. She looked as if she was about to pounce again.

„You think you have everyone fooled!" she screamed at me. „But you"re true colours will show soon enough."

Griffin moved in on Magda slowly. His head bowed. When he stood right in front of her, his hand went out in a snap and braced her neck as she had mine. He pushed her back into the wall she"d just collided with and heaved her into the air, his arm fully extended.

I held my breath as I saw the muscles in his arm flexing tight, the expression on Magda"s face exposing her pain. She couldn"t breathe and he was close to crushing her windpipe altogether.

„A strike to Violet is a strike to me," he said, echoing the words he"d said to me when I"d slapped Magda. „Give me a reason not to squeeze."

Magda put both hands on Griffin"s shoulders, as if consolingly. He must have let his guard down for a moment, because her knee flew up to hit him under the chin, the released his grip on her and she landed on the floor.

„Sure thing, Griff," she snarled, making for the door again.

Spence and Salvatore beat her there and stood in her way, but Griffin gave a small wave of his hand and they stood aside.

Magda smiled at Griffin. „You"re too weak. And when you try to figure all this out and keep stumbling on the big questions remember – the answer is the very thing you fight so hard for." She took the handle, pulled it open and paused without looking back, just long enough to say two words.

„Free will."

„
The sin both of men and of angels,

was rendered possible by the fact that

God gave us free wil ."

C.S. Lewis

I don"t know who found the bottle of Vodka. I didn"t care. No one did. Hard liquor was probably a bad idea, but one by one we took our seats and Spence started to pour.

Looking at us all, slumped around the dining table, it was clear - no one of us had escaped the last few days unscathed. I couldn"t remember when we"d last slept. I didn"t even know what time of the day it was – only that it was now dark.

„To Rudy," Spence said.

We all raised our glasses and drank my throat burned and I relished the distraction.

Spence refilled the cups one by one.

„And Nyla," Griffin said.

And though we didn"t want to admit to it, we didn"t want to deny it either. We raised our glasses and gulped down the poisonous truth.

To Nyla.

„What now?" Zoe asked.

„We fight." Lincoln and I said in unison without looking at each other.

„I"m sorry, Violet, and Lincoln. I knew Magda was up to something but I sweat, I never thought …" he couldn"t finish.

„We know, Griffin," I said, wanting to reassure him.

„None of us did," Lincoln added.

„I owe you an apology too, Salvatore." They gave each other a nod. „And a debt of gratitude to you, Stephanie."

No one said much after that for a while, just mumbled here and there. Every now and then another penny would drop.

„The exiles in the alley who kil ed the homeless?" Lincoln said.

I nodded. „I think Phoenix provided them and Magda sent them. I"m gathering there was never a group of exiles who she took out on her holiday, probably just one exile and she didn"t take him out."

„Phoenix," Lincoln said, clenching his jaw.

Another stretch of silence until Griffin had a lightning-bolt moment. „That"s why she would never stay long around me! She was scared the sapphire"s influence wouldn"t hold."

We all nodded as the theory sank in. It explained a lot of her quick exits when Griffin arrived.

And finally.

„She wanted me to kil Nahilius. She knew it would change me forever, make me doubt everything." Lincoln said quietly.

I didn"t need to respond. I"d figured the same thing. That Magda wanted Lincoln to do it so he would feel so isolated from everyone else, especially me, that he would turn to her. When her plan backfired, she killed Nahilius to silence him. I took little comfort in the realisation that it wasn"t me Nahilius had called a bitch.

„Violet, you lead us now," Griffin said as Spence lined up more shots. „Phoenix was right.

You are from a Sole Angel, the highest rank. That makes you our leader."

I looked around the table expecting, and ready to welcome, intervention. But no one argued.

„No. it gives me a right to choose. I don"t want to lead, Griffin. I have school and
you"re
our leader. If I"m ranked highest, then I get to say who"s in charge, and that"s you."

I held out my glass and then drank. Lincoln did the same, followed by everyone else supporting my decision. Finally, Griffin nodded.

„For now," he said and drank.

„While we"re getting things sorted," Spence piped up, „I, um … I"ve made some decisions of my own."

„Let"s hear „em," Griffin said, his country accent now thick under the influence of alcohol.

He was resigned to anything at this this stage.

„I"m not going back to New York. I"m staying here."

When we all just looked at him, he shrugged. „Wel , I"ve got no parents waiting for me and I"m not very well going to leave the one person who can heal me until my partner comes of age, am I? And anyway, I"d like a chance to return the favour," he said, shooting me a genuine smile. „That is, of course, if that"s okay with everyone," he added, looking at Lincoln then glancing at me. After everything that had happened, he was giving Lincoln the chance to tell him to get lost.

I think Lincoln appreciated the gesture although I was sure it stuck him like a pin. I know it did me.

„You can stay here," Lincoln offered. „I"l clear out the spare room."

I shot Lincoln a look. I never thought he"d clear out that room.

„It"s time," he said, answering my unspoken question. I was glad for him.

„We"re going to apply for permission to return as wel ," Zoe said. „We want to be here to help fight what"s coming but first we need to go back and check on Nyla and debrief everyone at the Academy. It"s only right."

We all nodded.

Griffin took another drink. I think he was taking two for every one of ours.

Lincoln"s phone rang. He answered as he got and walked away from the table. While he was talking, Steph used her own version of best-friend telepathy with me – a series of raised eyebrows, head tilts ad one mouthed „O-kay".

I nodded to them all.

„That was Dapper," Lincoln said when he returned. „He"s been trying to get hold of you for a while," he said to me.

„Oh," I stood and went over to my phone stil on the charger. I made a show of turning it on and shoved it in my pocket. I heard the voicemail bel chime a few times. I"d check the messages later.

„We have to go to Hades," he said.

„Look, honestly, Dapper can deal with Onyx or throw him out on the street," Griffin said.

Lincoln kept moving and shrugged on a coat. He wedged open the door with his foot, waiting for us all to get up. "It"s not Onyx. Let"s go."

And like good little shoulders, we all got up and followed.

„
The star that leads the way is your star …

You will exceed all of them and you will have sacrificed
the man that clothes me."

The Lost Gospel of Judas

It may as well have been a lifetime ago, those moments Lincoln and I shared in Jordan. In some ways, I wished they"d never happened.

Okay, that was a lie.

The city seemed different, foreign to me somehow. I was so exhausted, but still my legs carried me on. Nothing would ever be the same. Even the air felt different. Jordan had changed me irreversibly.

Maybe it was for the best. Maybe I needed to be given a dose of harsh reality.

Somewhere along the way, I"d obviously lost sight, forgotten to protect myself and keep control of things. Now I would pay the price.

Lincoln walked up ahead with Spence, flanking Griffin in case he tumbled over. He carried us all, felt responsible for leading us and now, after everything that happened in Jordan, to have discovered Magda had played such a terrible part … this was the one thing which I knew he"d blame himself for a long time, even though he shouldn"t.

This was only the star. I didn"t just feel doom settling around me now. It had moved in, taken possession. Lincoln looked over his shoulder, caught my eye and turned back. I wanted to scream.

Steph, who had been chatting to Salvatore, slowed her pace to meet mine. She linked our arms together like she"d done so many times before. Stil my best friend.

„Would you like me to say something that wil distract you?" she said.

„Sure."

„Your Dad"s coming home tomorrow."

I sighed. „Wow, I guess he managed to cut his trip shirt after all," I said, knowing u must have missed a number of calls from him. Probably the messages on my phone had beeped with earlier.

„Yeah, well, on the upside, I spoke to him last night, told him you were getting takeaway.

He sounded worried, but by the time I"d finished yabbering on about all the stuff we"ve been doing, he was fine."

Thank God for Steph. And Dad, he just made it too easy, but right now I couldn"t complain.

„On the downside?" I asked, knowing there was more.

„He saw the Amex bil and didn"t" buy the story I gave him about you needing a thousand dol ars worth of urgent school supplies. He said he"d be expecting an explanation. I suggest starting with “I"m not on drugs!”"

I shrugged. It wasn"t ideal, but I could manage that. I was sure I could produce a few utility bil s he hadn"t been following and make up a few extra expenses. It was the least of my worries.

„Are you staying over?" I asked.

Steph hesitate, „If … you know, if that"s okay."

„Things stil crappy at home?"

„Sort of."

„Maybe we could go get an early breakfast at the mall before school?" I said, reinforcing that she was welcome to stay at mine. I really wanted to just sleep for weeks but it would be nice to do something normal and I owed her a good talk. She clearly had things to fill me in on.

Steph nodded and gave me a nudge. It was all that was needed with us.

We turned the corner, the burnt orange doors to Hades shining at the end of the road.

I felt him as if the senses rose up from the ground, wafted like a heatwave. My grip on Steph"s arm tightened. His senses made me anxious, they were so powerful. But they weren"t at full force. He was holding back, just letting me know.

Jude.

The others all seemed to become more alert as we reached the entrance to the club.

Either sensing him too or just intuition. Griffin seemed to sober himself and stand to attention.

There was a brief pause before we all moved into the heaving bar. I had enough time to say, „Upstairs," before the doors opened and music blasted out from inside.

We moved through the crowd, towards the unmarked door that led upstairs. Patrons of Hades were dancing, drinking, flirting. We must have looked a pretty weird sight to all of them. As a group, we didn"t exactly look like we were out to party.

I prepared myself for anything. Jude had abilities that stretched so much further than he had shown. I didn"t know what he was capable of.

When we reached the bar I spotted Onyx. He was wearing jeans and a white shirt. I"d never seen him in jeans before. He looked … stable. And that wasn"t all, he was working, serving a blonde girl from behind the bar and he looked he was actually taking some kind of pride in it. That"s not to say I didn"t notice the large glass of what I guessed was bourbon or whisky sitting by the register.

He spotted me after he gave the girl her drink and change, and his eyes narrowed.

Strangely, I was comforted that he hadn"t changed completely. He cocked his head towards the door that headed upstairs, letting me know to follow him as he walked on his side of the bar.

He opened the door and leaned on it as one by one we all filed into the narrow stairway.

„This wil be interesting," Onyx said as I passed."

„Do you know who he is?" I asked.

He smiled his old wicked smile, but somehow it had less bite now. „He"s the vil ain."

Fragments of my dreams floated back to me as I remembered my angel maker showing me flashed of the past, of decision made. Jude"s choices.