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‘Yeah. Well,’ I amended, ‘about the seduction part.’ Unfortunately. ‘But he does want me to pretend to be your friend so I can pass on information about you. He knew you were here from the start, so I told him you were spying on me rather than the show.’ I grinned. ‘Pretty awesome, huh?’
Winter’s jaw clenched. ‘He must know we’re working together. He’s testing you.’
‘You’re saying that he has a secret mission to put me on a secret mission in order to stop our secret mission?’ That made my brain hurt. I shrugged. ‘Either way, I have permission to talk openly to you.’ I looked at him meaningfully. ‘And we have a lot to talk about.’
He drew in a deep breath. ‘So I hear. It’s all over the town.’ He glanced from side to side. Amy was looking curiously at us but no one else seemed to care.
Winter shook his head and then yielded. ‘Meet me at the Dog and Whistle in twenty minutes. I’ll order a drink and sit at the bar so it’ll appear that you just bumped into me.’
‘Can we have a secret handshake?’
‘Don’t be ridiculous.’ He raised his voice. ‘I told you, Ivy Wilde. If I find out you’ve been using magic, there will be hell to pay. The Order will see to it that you’re kept off the streets for good.’ He jabbed his finger sharply into my chest for good measure and stalked off.
I watched him go while Amy sidled up. She let out a low whistle. ‘Who wasthat?’
I made a show of looking unhappy. ‘My old partner. He just can’t let it go that I don’t want to be in the Order.’
‘The Hallowed Order of Magical Enlightenment?’
Was there any other? I nodded. ‘Yep. I’m a witch. But I don’t want to be with them.’
Amy’s eyes widened. ‘You’re really a witch? That’s why you’re here onEnchantment! You want a job with Trevor Bellows as a magical consultant.’
Er, no. ‘Yeah,’ I said. ‘Sure.’ I warmed to my topic. ‘He’s amazing.’
‘Is he?’ Amy’s nose wrinkled. ‘He knows a lot about magic, I suppose.’
I thought about the strange pentagram drawn on the wall of his trailer. Maybe Bellows did have a smattering of talent after all. I smiled at Amy. ‘I’m going after him,’ I said, pointing to Winter. ‘He needs to butt out of my life.’
‘He’s gorgeous,’ she said. ‘He can butt into mine any time he wants.’ Then she suddenly looked sorry. ‘I didn’t mean that to sound the way it did. It’s not fair to talk about someone like that.’
‘You wouldn’t want him anyway,’ I snapped. ‘He has terrible halitosis. And he’s lazy. Really lazy. Plus, he’s deformed. He has a wooden leg.’
My tone must have been harsher than I thought because Amy looked slightly hurt. ‘Uh, okay then.’
I felt a flash of guilt – but not enough to make her think that Winter was worthy of her attention. ‘I’ll catch you later,’ I muttered. Then I walked off in the same direction as Winter.
Chapter Seven
Winter smelled good. Really good. I hopped up onto the barstool next to him and inhaled deeply. Then I raised my arm and sniffed an armpit. I grimaced. I guessed he’d have to smell good enough for the both of us.
‘Fancy meeting you here,’ I drawled. ‘Do you come here often?’
He threw me an irritated glance but didn’t comment. Other than the barman, this place was empty no doubt because everyone else was still out and about trying to find out what on earth was happening withEnchantment.
I gave up trying to get Winter to smile and got to the point. ‘Things are afoot. I don’t know how much you’ve heard, or how accurate it is, but Trevor Bellows’ trailer is covered in blood. Drenched in it, in fact.’
‘Do we know whose it is?’
‘It’s not human.’
A frown marred Winter’s forehead. ‘That’s not what everyone is saying.’
‘I reckon the lab results will be out by early morning tomorrow. The blood belongs to a sheep.’
‘How do you know that?’
‘Not magic, if that’s what you’re thinking,’ I said airily. ‘I know it because I’m a super-awesome sleuth with immense powers of deduction.’
