“Meeting is in Lewis’ office,” I divulge, and we make our way up to the eleventh floor of the building.
Lewis’ door is ajar when I knock, and she calls out, “It’s open.”
Ambrose drops into one of the chairs in front of her desk like he’s exhausted. I’m a little more reserved.
Lewis lowers the papers she was looking at and peers at us from behind stylish frames. Her eyes are a deep brown, nearly black in appearance. “The AD said no charges should be filed.” She places the papers down on her desk.
I nod, even though there’s no need to. “Yeah, I’m sure he also shared with you that Bursa is indeed into dark magic.”
“He did,” she confirms. “He also said he wants you for a case he’s working on.” She doesn’t sound happy. Neither am I.
“Seers work cases?” The question flies from my mouth.
Lewis opens her palms. “He’s the AD, he can do anything he wants.”
“What case?” I sit forward. He seemed way too interested in my magic.
“Don’t know. He said he would forward the details directly to you, and you should report to his office immediately following this meeting.”
“Today? Now?” I ask, stupefied.
“Apparently.” She tilts her head, and her tight curls bounce. “I made it clear you are under my command and that you working with him is a onetime thing, a favor, because he cleared up the Hill Crest matter so quickly.”
I lean back in the chair and huff. There’s a lot more I would like to say, but none of it would change the outcome.
“I’m going to give you some unsolicited advice, Bishop. Clear the job he wants you on and do it quickly. In and out. I would tell you to keep your head down, but it’s too late for that, you’ve already been noticed.”
Hexes, she’s not making me feel any better. “This isn’t something I can opt out of?” I’m only half joking because I know the answer.
“He’s expecting you within the hour,” she tells me with a serious expression. “I will check in with you and him daily. Feel free to remind him that I want you back soon.”
“What about me?” Ambrose sits forward a little.
“He only requested Bishop, and to be honest, I can’t spare you anyway. We just got a double sacrifice, and I need everyone on this.” Lewis lifts a brow, looking at me like it’s my fault I have to work with another team.
I plant my hands on the arms of my chair as Ambrose asks for details on the sacrifice case. Once the conversation dies, I speak up. “May I go? I have a call to make.”
SSA Lewis nods. “Clear the case,” she reminds me as I rise. I leave her and Ambrose in the office and head to my small cubicle. There’s nobody around right now, so I dial a number I know by heart but haven’t called in years. Remy picks up on the first ring.
“You ready? We’re starving.”
“About that. I’m back in the city.” I sound crestfallen, even to my own ears.
“Say that again, I just put you on speaker.” His voice is tight, so I know he heard me.
“I had to come back to the city for a debriefing and they put me on another case.”
“You couldn’t even stick around long enough to tell us?” Grayson accuses.
“That’s bullshit, Frankie!” Felix snaps, and I close my eyes. He’s been on my side pretty much since I’ve been back. I feel like shit for disappointing him.
“I didn’t know they were putting me on anything else until I got here. I thought I was just debriefing my supervisor and I would be back in time for dinner.” I sound defensive when I should be apologizing because I should have called.
“How late will you be back?” Felix’s voice is a little softer, but I can still hear the undercurrent of anger.
“I don’t know, they put me on another team for this case. I can’t tell you more than I know, and even if I did, I can’t discuss open cases.” I plant my cheek on my palm after dropping into the hard chair behind my desk.
Watch it, witch,Percival snaps when my bag bounces against my torso.
