small and too thin for her thirteen years. There was my kiddo. Standing off by herself in the back.
We drew even with the group. Marcus danced under me, unhappy his run was brought short. I
tried to look suitably lethal. Raphael glowered next to me. A hungry ruby sheen rolled over his
eyes. The boys went pale. The girl-children valiantly tried to keep from swooning.
Julie finally woke up out of her stupor and elbowed her way to me.
I fixed her with my hard stare. She flinched.
«Knife,» I ordered.
She reached into her clothes and produced one of my black throwing daggers. God damn it. I had
counted them the other day and I could've sworn they were all there. I prayed for Marcus to stand
still, took the dagger from her fingers, whipped about in the saddle, and threw it, all in a single
quick motion. The dagger sliced into the elm's bark, sinking halfway in. Somebody gasped.
«You can have it back when you graduate.»
Julie caught on. «Yes, ma'am.»
She called me «ma'am.» I waited for the sky to split and belch forth the four horsemen of the
Apocalypse, but for some reason they failed to appear.
«It has come to my attention that you're talking.»
«I'm sorry, ma'am.»
«Do I have to remind you that you signed a nondisclosure agreement with the Order?»
Julie's face was the definition of remorse.
«It was your choice to attend this school. If I find out that you're divulging classified information
again, I will pull you out and stick you into the Order's Academy faster than you can blink. Am I
clear?»
«Yes, ma'am.» Julie snapped to attention.
«You're coming with me.»
«Should I get my things?»
«No, we have no time. The Pack requires immediate assistance.» Derek required immediate
assistance.
This was Raphael's cue to swing down from his saddle, which he accomplished with
breathtaking grace. He came up to Julie and inclined his head in a nod that felt more like a shallow
bow. «Julie. The Beast Lord inquires if you're well.»
Julie favored him with a very polite bow. «I am. Please give His Lordship my thanks for his
consideration.»
«You can thank him yourself. He will be most pleased to see you.»
Raphael leaned down, offering her his palm. Julie didn't miss a beat. She stepped onto his hand
and let him hoist her up onto Marcus behind me. Her skinny arms locked around my waist.
Raphael took a short running start and leapt onto his horse, hands-free. We swung our mounts
and took off. We cleared the gates, roared down the path and around the bend, out of sight of the
walls, and slowed to a brisk walk.
«That was the coolest thing ever,» Julie said breathlessly.
«It should up your street cred. But you're on your own from now on. I can't magically appear
and overwhelm your classmates with toughness every time somebody is being a jerk. Now if
somebody asks you about what happened, you very seriously tell them that you can't speak about it.
People can't stand it when someone knows something they don't. It will drive them nuts.»
She hugged me. «Thanks.»
«I really do need your help.»
«What's wrong?»
«Derek is in trouble.»
«No,» Julie whispered and hugged me tighter.
CHAPTER 23
JULIE CRIED. SHE KNELT BY DEREK 'S MANGLED body and cried, silent tears rolling
down her cheeks. I waited next to her. She needed to cry it out. It hurt to look at him and she had to
get through it, or she wouldn't be able to help.
After about five minutes Julie stirred and swiped the back of her hand under her nose. I handed
her a handkerchief. She wiped her eyes, blew her nose, and nodded. «Okay.»
Jim and Doolittle approached from the doorway. I sensed others in the gloom, watching, Raphael
being one of them. I had explained to him that aiding and abetting my sorry butt would land him
into scalding water, but he'd just grinned and followed me and Julie all the way to the house. He
and Jim had spoken for a couple of minutes and then he'd been allowed inside.
Jim crouched next to Julie and opened a small cookie tin. Two pale yellow shards lay inside on
white gauze, one from the four-armed corpse which Dali had stumbled on, and the other from
Saiman's victim. Doolittle had found the second shard during the autopsy, stuck in the Reaper's
arm. He and Jim tried to explain to me what the body reverted to after they took it out, but I
couldn't quite wrap my mind around it. Apparently, neither could they, because they stuck it into a
body bag, locked it in some room in the basement, and strongly discouraged me from going to see
it.
Julie picked up the shard and concentrated, her gaze fixed on the sharp sliver of yellow stone.