Page 77 of Eagle Eye
"You two need to get over here. We found something."
Before I could ask what, he hung up.
"We need to work on your granddad's phone skills," I told Jack.
"Okay. Do you want the rest of your brownie?"
I handed it to him, because I was still full from breakfast and too depressed to eat, anyway.
"We're never going to find it, are we?"
Jack took my hand and gently squeezed it. "We're going to do our best. But even if we don't, we'll have the most important things."
"Our family, friends, and each other?"
He flashed a grin. "I was thinking we'd be sure to pack all your baking supplies, but sure, let's go with the family and friends thing."
When we arrived at my shop, I was still smiling.
I really loved that man.
Jack checked his phone before we got out of the truck. "Still no word from Logan, and he didn't give me a number. He was going to sleep at my place, but he's probably up and gone by now."
"I hope he learns something about his sister soon." Speaking of sisters, I needed to make time to see mine before she left on the Orlando trip. I wanted to be sure to hug her and reassure her of how much we loved her, and that she wasn't going to lose us. She'd already lost too many people in her brief life.
Jed appeared in the shop doorway when we were crossing the parking lot. He still looked young, but the aging process had started again. "It's about time. Get in here."
"Bossy, isn't he?" Jack muttered.
"Sound like anyone you know?" I asked in my most innocent tone of voice.
When we entered my shop, I gasped. Eleanor had been busy. Boxes and crates lined the aisles, and she'd already packed a great deal of our merchandise into them. My shop looked like somebody had ransacked it.
In a way, I guess they had.
And I blamed the Fae queen for all of it.
I clenched my jaw shut against the nasty names I wanted to call Viviette and, instead, walked over and gave Eleanor a hug. She'd dressed down in jeans, a University of Central Florida sweatshirt, and sneakers today, and she had a smudge of dirt on one cheek.
"You have never been more beautiful," I said sincerely. "I can't thank you enough for all this hard work."
She patted my hand. "No thanks needed. But Jed needs to show you something."
Jed, behind the counter, reached into my jewelry case and lifted something out. I immediately recognized the brooch that had made my head ache the day before and stepped back. That's when I realized something else: I hadn't felt the dagger box.
"What did you do with the box? I don't feel it at all."
"It's in the vault," Eleanor said.
"I was worried that the magic from the box and the magic from this piece of jewelry might clash and cause something dangerous to happen," Jed said.
I sighed. "More dangerous than complete town destruction?"
Jed nodded, acknowledging the truth of that, but then put the brooch down on the counter and pointed at it. "These are Fae runes. I think it's a communication device. We may be able to use it to call to the queen."
Jack looked skeptical. "Maybe able to use it?"
"My knowledge of Fae runes isn't extensive, grandson," Jed said reprovingly.
