Night Study. Maria Snyder V.

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it to Valek. “Read it.”

      Valek unfolded the parchment. One word had been written in black ink.

      “Gotcha.”

      Fury burned in his chest. Owen would pay for this little stunt the next time Valek encountered him. And he wouldn’t allow Owen to catch him in a null shield. Oh no. Valek had no intention of letting the magician know he was in mortal danger. Not even with a note.

      “Let me see.” Yelena held out her hand. Small cuts crisscrossed her knuckles.

      He passed it to her.

      She huffed. “Typical Owen.”

      “How do you know it was Owen?” Onora asked.

      “He’s the only one of the magicians who can set a trap like this,” Yelena explained. “Rika is limited to magical illusions, and Tyen can only move objects.”

      “What else can Owen do?” She poured hot water into a teacup and gave it to Yelena.

      Valek approved of her question. One of the lessons of being an assassin was to know everything possible about your mark.

      Yelena crinkled her nose as she sniffed the tea, either disgusted by the smell or the topic. “Owen’s quite talented. He can mentally communicate with another magician, which isn’t a big deal, but his ability to lie to another when communicating mind to mind is extremely rare.”

      “He can also lasso one of those null shields around someone pretty quick,” Janco added. “They can block magic, but not objects or people, except for—”

      “I know what they are,” Onora said, glancing at Valek.

      Valek hid his amusement. She was worried about upsetting him.

      “Owen can also mess with a person’s memories, erasing the real ones and inserting fake ones. Or he can just tear your mind apart, leaving you a mindless idiot.” Yelena rubbed her forehead, no doubt remembering Owen’s attack.

      “So that’s what happened to Janco,” Onora quipped.

      Janco tsked. “Nasty.”

      “Accurate.” She shot back.

      “You wish. I can think circles around you!”

      “I agree. Your mind spins round and round, like a gnat’s. A truly dizzying intellect.”

      Janco squawked in protest, but before he could respond, Valek said, “That’s enough.”

      Janco clamped his mouth shut, but shot Onora a venomous glare. She ignored it. This time. It was inevitable that Janco would push too far and they’d fight, which would be interesting to watch. However, for tonight, Valek didn’t want to upset Yelena.

      “Is that the extent of Owen’s magical powers?” Onora asked.

      “No,” Yelena said. “He can heat objects. I once held a knife to his throat and he made the handle so hot, I had to drop it, which means he can also start fires. And apparently set traps. That’s new to me, so he might have other hidden powers.”

      “Gee, what a sweetheart.” Janco’s tone dripped with sarcasm. “Sounds like the creep could be a Master Magician.”

      Yelena sipped her tea. “He’s not that powerful, but he’s close. I wonder if he took the master-level test and failed. That could explain some of his...bitterness and antisocial behavior. It’s a brutal test.” She covered her expression with the cup.

      “Have you taken it?” Onora asked.

      “Oh, no. Not really.” Yelena glanced at the embers swirling in the hot air above the fire.

      Probably searching for the bat that was usually her constant companion when it wasn’t hibernating during the cold and warming seasons. Valek wondered if the bat would find her or even if it could find her now that she no longer had magic. He hoped the little creature wouldn’t abandon her.

      The bat had arrived soon after Yelena’s first trip into the fire world. Valek remembered being utterly devastated when she’d disappeared into the fire world after the Warper battle. She’d been gone for months. If she hadn’t reached out to Leif... He’d planned to join her there.

      “According to Irys, when you returned from the fire world you passed the master-level test,” Janco said.

      “But I didn’t meet all the requirements for being a Master Magician. No, it just confirmed what I’d suspected, that I was a Soulfinder and my job was to find lost souls and guide them to either the sky or the fire world, depending on their deeds while alive.”

      Janco thumped his chest. “I’m sure I’m destined for the fire world. At least I’ll be in good company.” He gave Onora and Valek a pointed look.

      Yelena frowned. “It’s not something to joke about, Janco. It’s a terrible place full of pain, despair and utter misery. And you’re not destined for it.”

      “Why not? I’ve lied, cheated, stolen things. I’ve killed people.”

      “You have also saved people, sacrificed yourself and are helping to keep the peace by stopping the truly evil people from taking over. It’s not so much your actions, but your intentions and your choices.” Yelena met Valek’s gaze. “And it’s a matter of balance. Even if you did terrible things, all the good you do will eventually outweigh it, tipping you toward the sky.”

      A lovely sentiment, but Valek needed a few decades of good deeds to balance out his years as an assassin for hire. He’d killed to learn how to be a better killer. All in order to assassinate the King of Ixia. Granted, the King had been corrupt and evil, but those others had just been marks to him. Except for the men who had murdered his brothers in the King’s name. They deserved to die.

      Janco’s brow creased in thought—a rare expression for him. “Does this mean I have to be nice to Little Miss Assassin?”

      “Yes, because I’m no longer a Soulfinder, so I can’t rescue you from the fire world.”

      Now Janco blinked at Yelena. All humor dropped from his face and he pressed a hand to his heart. “You would have rescued me?” he asked in awe.

      “Of course, you idiot! I wouldn’t let you suffer.”

      Despite being called an idiot, he grinned. Or was that in spite of? Hard to tell with Janco.

      Onora shook her head. “Now you’ve done it,” she muttered.

      To forestall Janco’s obnoxiousness, Valek changed the subject. “Onora, you have first watch. Janco, take the second shift, and I’ll go last.”

      “That means I have the third shift,” Yelena said in a tone that warned of a major battle if he disagreed.

      “All right. In the morning we’ll stop at the closest town and send Leif a message, informing him of the booby trap.”

      “Do you think Owen had time to rig all the houses?” Janco asked Valek.

      “He

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