Page 12 of Touch Of Fate
“True.” Rome meets Archer's eyes and then looks at me. “Then we need to kill him.”
“Easy as that?” I ask. I have no doubt he deserves to die, but I’ve never used my magic in this way.
“He’s a murderer. Right?”
“Yes. I felt the fear and death. I saw where he dumps the bodies.” Books thud on the floor, and I jump.
“Rome,” Lace growls.
“That wasn’t me,” he says, his eyes crinkling. “You assume the only magic in the air is mine.” He studies my bare hands. “You are powerful, Mara.”
“It’s both of you,” Archer says. “You are a wicked combination. Until the bond is secure, shit’s going to continue to fly through the air.” He waves his finger. “I agree. We need to stop the killer. He can’t continue.”
“Have you used magic to kill before?” Rome asks me.
“No.” I pause, thinking of the shifters that died in the Games. I wasn’t the one who killed them. “Have you?”
“Yes,” he answers. His reply should scare me, but my magic is pushing me to trust him.
“For good reason,” Archer adds.
“Well, at least it was for a good reason,” Lace says dryly, and Archer glares at her.
“You know nothing,” Archer says, and a book pops out of the shelf beside him, hitting his shoulder.
“Don’t be mean to her,” I warn.
“Fuck, I love it,” Rome says, laughing. “Mara can keep you in line.”
“Shit, sorry,” Archer says.
“We could call in a tip to the police,” Lace suggests.
“Or spell his dick to fall off,” Archer says.
“We could make him have a heart attack if he raises his hand in anger,” Lace continues, grinning at Archer.
“Good one,” he says, grinning back. “His memories could be erased.”
“You can do that?” I ask Archer, and he shrugs, giving me nothing.
“Killing him will solve the issue,” he says.
“I agree,” Rome says.
“Of course you would,” Lace says, and I’m surprised. She is usually quiet and doesn’t open up to new people. “We could see if Savy would read him.”
“She left for her grandma's, remember?” I say.
“Who is Savy?” Rome asks.
“She’s our friend. She can see things. Her gift is subjective, and she’s out of town for a few weeks,” I explain. I don’t want to reveal too much about her without her permission.
“Can she see things on demand?” Archer asks, and I sense his interest.
“No.”
“We can do a location spell,” Rome says.
