Page 48 of Death Wish

“It is when all supernaturals are at their magical peak, too. It makes sense,” Wyatt said.

Cole sighed, seeming annoyed. “So old cemetery, on the solstice…”

“We’ve got a few days till then,” I said.

“What are the oldest towns in this state?” Cole whipped out his cell phone and began tapping on the screen. “Fairport’s harbor was used during the Revolutionary War to bring in supplies and for trade even before that. It has to have one of the oldest cemeteries in the country there.”

I wasn’t surprised. Fairport was full of history. It was one of the reasons why I loved it so much.

“Looks like we’re off to Fairport, then,” Cole said. “And while we’re there, do you think you guys can figure out what the other two ingredients are? That way we can track them down as soon as possible and test this thing.”

Wyatt gave Cole a hard look, likely not impressed by his pushiness.

“Please,” I made sure to add, and tacked on a sweet smile for good measure. “My friend needs this to save her life. I know she doesn’t have much time, and honestly, I don’t know if she will last the full three months. I need to get this to her as soon as possible.”

Not to mention this was the first real clue I had to my life. I needed to know how I was connected to this demon cure and what the symbol on my chest actually meant.

Wyatt’s cold gaze flickered between me and Cole. After a long moment, he said, “Obviously my wife was interested in this for a reason…and I am curious about it.” He snorted, seeming to convince himself. “Fine. I’ll do it. But on two conditions.”

“A-Anything,” Cole sputtered, grinning.

Wyatt locked eyes with him and jabbed his finger at Cole, like a father scolding his disobedient child. “No more secrets, for one.”

Cole held up his hands. “Done.”

“And that beer.” Wyatt’s voice became even more serious. “The expensive kind I told you about, remember? Lots of it.”

Cole’s head fell back as his laughter exploded. “You got it, you arrogant bastard.”

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