“I don't think it's ever coming back,” I said.
“What's the Sefer?” Hunter Chung-ae asked.
“An Angel book,” Kill said. “Seren was its . . . guardian for a while.”
“It had spells in it, but it would also show me the future,” I said. “I could ask it where someone would be, say in five minutes, and it would show me.”
“Yes, that would be helpful,” Chung-ae said. “What happened to it?”
“I was being magically controlled, and that person ordered me to destroy the book. I don't think I could have, but the book disappeared just in case. Just vanished. I haven't seen it since.” I looked out the window and thought about all I'd been through since then. “It's been a long time.”
“Where do you think it went?” Chung-ae asked.
“I think it went to Anu. It had his secrets in it. Maybe he didn't want it hanging off my neck while I was out fighting bad guys.”
“I never thought of that,” Killian said. “Shit.”
“We don't need it. We have you.”
“Hopefully, I'll get a helpful vision.”
“We can search the area if you don't,” Torquil, who had his bright blue hair hidden under a glamour, said.
“We'll have to do that anyway. I need to find an object to touch. I can't just lay my hand on the sidewalk where the guy was standing.”
“And if there's nothing?” Hunter Chung-ae asked.
“Then I'll get nothing.”
Chung-ae grunted and pulled over. We parked beside a brick building. The van we'd been following, the one carrying Star and his men, had parked in a spot a few feet down. We got out and joined them, the rest of our group coming out of the third van behind ours.
“This is it,” one of Star's Demons said, waving at an open gate.
“He didn't take her on the sidewalk?” Killian asked.
“No. In her garden.”
“How did you see it?”
“We heard a cry and investigated. Come on. This way.”
We followed him into a small garden and up a stone path. Torquil stayed behind to watch the street. The area widened into a sizable garden with small bent trees, a patch of grass, and plants that looked well-tended. A basket of gardening tools stoodon the back porch beside the door. Nothing looked out of place. On the contrary, it was beautiful and serene. The house was built in a traditional Korean style, and I got the impression it had been there a while.
“Did someone take the cat?” I asked suddenly.
“I assume so,” Star said. “I sense no animals here nor in the house.”
“But the gate was open.” I pulled out my phone.
“What are you doing?” Star asked, his expression one of bemusement.
“Calling Medea,” I said to him.
“Queen Seren?” she answered.
“Yes. We've just arrived. Do you know if someone took the cat?”
“The cat?”
