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  “But not at the same time. That night you came over, you were texting me, but I was still dreaming. How long did it take you before you gave up trying to get me by phone and decided to come to my house—on foot? Long enough for someone with a car to drive over and start working their mojo on me?”

  “Yeah, I guess so.”

  “And the fact that when we’re in the same place, we both have the same dream at the same time…it follows. It also means—”

  “That someone knows we’re here. Our Nightmare Talent is close by.”

  “Or was, yeah. Dammit, I liked it here.”

  “Me too.”

  “We’ve gotta go.” I unfolded my legs and stretched, ready to get to work. “We’ll just take our personal gear. I’ll worry about how to clear the rest of this stuff tomorrow.”

  “Now? It’s just past midnight.”

  “This location is compromised. You want to sleep here when someone that creepy knows where we are?” I threw his shirt at him.

  “Actually, right now I just want to marvel at how cute it is when you say things like ‘This location is compromised.’” He grinned at me and pulled the shirt over his head.

  “You disgust me.”

  “Oh, bonus points! Nothing turns a guy on like false disdain.”

  I turned my back on him to hide my stupid grin and pack my books. “I’m kind of shocked that you know that word.”

  “Hey, this—” he was pointing at his face when I turned around, “not just a pretty—”

  The sound of the grate being slid aside echoed through the tunnels.

  “We’ve got company.”

  Chapter 13

  Dylan

  “What the hell were you doing down here in the middle of the night?” Joss asked Maddy as we jogged from the deserted parking lot where we’d left the car to the closest entrance to the mall.

  “We were patrolling.”

  “Patrolling,” Joss repeated the word in a voice that made me think she’d rescue Matt from his stupidity just for the pleasure of kicking his dumb ass.

  “Yeah. Matt thought we should help out.”

  “Matt needs to stop thinking. Clearly it’s not his strong suit.”

  I couldn’t help but chuckle at that, which pissed Maddy off. “You guys suck. We were totally just trying to help out and you’re just being nasty.”

  The entrance we used, about halfway down the mall, was a wide, brick walkway with a row of trees down the middle. The windows on either side of us were dark. When we reached the end and the mall itself we found it much darker than usual. Whatever Joss did to the lights it must have been more than just breaking the bulbs because they still hadn’t been fixed yet.

  “Maybe we should call for reinforcements,” Maddy whispered.

  “Have anyone in mind?” Joss asked. “Who’ve we got in our circle? Besides the four of us we’ve got a mind reader, a car starter, a girl who can inflict blindness if she doesn’t fall over her impractical shoes, and a girl who can animate an army of dolls—which would be awesome if Matt were being held at a toy store instead of an ice cream shop.”

  “We could call the police and let them actually do their jobs,” I suggested.

  She stopped and turned to me, and even in what little light we had, I could see that her face was grave. “We could call the police and let them deal with it, but once we turn it over to them, we’ve got no control over what they do with that information. Aside from the thing with NIAC, we don’t know how careful they’ll be or what will happen to Matt. We don’t know if Marco will find some way to pin whatever he’s been doing tonight on Matt and just leave him there for the cops. Marco let Maddy go on purpose. He’s got enough people who have enough power that he didn’t have to let her get away. He did it because he wants us there.”

  That was quite a mouthful for Joss. It must have been what she was thinking about when she was totally quiet on the way over. “So wait, are you saying that you’re going to fight Marco because you know he wants to fight you and that’s why he set this up? Because on TV people usually frown on walking into that trap.”

  “And then the character does it anyway. Because they know there really isn’t another choice. And then they kick ass.”

  “This isn’t TV.”

  “This would be so much easier if you weren’t here.”

  That pissed me off so bad I wanted to grab her and shake her. So I stuffed my hands in my pockets. “I thought we settled this already,” I snarled. But I could hear other stuff in my voice I hoped she wouldn’t.

  She moved into me, threading her arms through mine and pressing herself against me. “We did. I’m not asking you to let me do this by myself. I don’t even want to go in there by myself. But I still hate taking you into this. It seems like I’m choosing Matt’s safety over yours. Or like trying to get even with Marco, or putting him in his place, is more important to me than you are. And it’s not true.” Her voice was tight, small.

  I pulled my hands out of my pockets and held her. “So you find yourself in a situation in which you have no choice but to walk into that store and deal with what happens, but…you feel guilty about making the choice? The choice you don’t actually have.”

  “Don’t make fun of me.”

  “That’s messed up, Marshall. Especially since most of what you’re upset about is the idea that I might get my eye blackened—like that’s some new thing—which is actually my choice, not yours. Because, as you may recall, you’re not the boss of me.”

  “Jesus, are you guys done yet?”

  I stiffened, ready to snap at Maddy who had no idea what Joss and I had been through. But Joss pushed away from me and said, “Yeah, let’s stop thinking about it and just take care of it.”

  We rounded the corner, moving quietly past the dark windows. I wanted to think that Marco was just being Marco, that all this was just him wanting to flex his muscle, feel like a big guy. That he’d be satisfied just giving us a few bruises and sending us home humiliated. I mean, we were just kids. I was caught between believing that because it was still believable, and letting my mind run away with me on this trip where the stakes were much, much higher.

  My heart rate kicked up when we got to the shop. Inside Sweet Blondies there was a single row of florescent lights on. The low light glowed on the clean, shiny counter and ice cream freezers that ran along one side of the place, showed the scatter of tables and chairs in the center, and didn’t quite reach the booths along the other side. The place looked empty.

  “Where’s Dylan?” Maddy whispered, looking around with frantic jerks of her head.

  “He’s right behind me.” Joss flicked a glance over her shoulder, as if she wanted to confirm what Maddy’s question had already told her. She reached around me, knocking into my invisible arm. She grabbed Maddy’s gloved hand and put it against my jacket.

  Maddy jumped and jerked her hand back. “Oh that’s just freaky.”

  “Okay, so we’re all in the know,” I said. “Let me go in ahead of you, move in toward the back, see if I see anything.”

  “Just be careful,” Joss whispered as she pulled the unlocked door open.

  I thought about touching her as I moved past, kissing her or something. But on the inside I was shaking and if any of that was on the outside, I didn’t want her to feel it. My heart was pounding hard now, my breath coming faster. It was hard to try to calm down when I needed to keep at least some of it up to keep the invisibility going.

  I moved quickly to the better lit side of the shop to check behind the counter. No one crouching in the space behind it. It was built so there was plenty of room there for servers to move around each other and the path was clear. Going this way seemed a better idea than weaving through the tables, maybe accidentally bumping a chair and giving myself away. I ducked under the pass-through at the near end and paced to the far end as fast as I could while looking over the Plexiglas tops of the freezers and scanning the booths for anyone hiding. I wondered if Bella was sitting
there, if we could be looking at each other and not even know it.

  Something made me turn. Joss and Maddy were already slipping through the door. Joss’s eyes were fixed on a point above the door and didn’t leave it until she had the door closed behind her. She must have held the bells still when I went through the door too. I’d completely forgotten about them. So much for stealth.

  Joss took Maddy by the hand and pulled her toward the counter, taking the same route I had. My choice now was to slip through the swinging door behind the counter at the far end, or to duck under another pass-through and check out the restrooms.

  I chose the door, opening it just enough to squeeze my body through, keeping my back to the wall. I was in the kitchen. There was enough light coming in from the service road to make out the dark shapes of the fryers and grill next to me, the sinks and huge refrigerator on the other side of the room, and the big steel island in the center. There were three doors. One was on the back wall and led out to the service road for deliveries. On the wall to my right were two more doors. One big steel one with a pull-down handle that looked like the deep freeze. The other was just a door.

  A hand wrapped around my arm. I was still holding the door open and Joss and Maddy had come up behind me. Joss pulled herself up to whisper, “We checked out the bathrooms. No one there.”

  “You should have waited for me to do that.”

  She shrugged. I gave her a look she couldn’t see.

  “So three possibilities,” I said. “They left and took Matt somewhere else, they locked themselves in the deep freeze, or they’re behind that door.”

  “Door number three it is.” Joss crossed the room and pushed the door open, but there was nothing there. “That’s w—”

  An unshielded light glowed from the ceiling. There was stuff in the room, but it was all piled haphazardly and completely impossibly on the ceiling. On the other side of the light we could see three people squatting upside down, hanging like bats.

  All that was only an instant, then Joss’s whisper was cut off when everything fell from the ceiling at once. One of the people came down with a neat, somersaulting twist of his body that landed him almost gracefully on his feet. The other two people landed on their feet with less finesse, going to one knee before getting up again. Around them the floor was littered with all kinds of boxes, papers, everything you’d expect to be in the combination office/storeroom of a small restaurant, only broken and trashed. Everything except a desk.

  Joss was still craning her neck. I looked up. A desk hung in the air over the door along with a big executive chair, one of the chairs from the dining area, a broken desk lamp, a fax machine, and a bunch of other stuff.

  “Ms. Chambers?” Maddy said from behind me.

  I didn’t recognize the two guys, but I thought the woman looked familiar. Now I could see it. What the hell?

  “We’re not at school, dear. I guess it’s okay for you to call me Vivian.”

  “What’s our school nurse doing at a crime scene? How are you mixed up with Marco?” Joss asked. The things above us shifted when she looked at Vivian. A desk drawer swung open and papers flew out, drifted down as Joss righted the desk and shoved it closed. She lowered the items to the floor on the left side of the room rather than spend her energy continuing to hold them in the air.

  “Impressive,” Vivian said. “So, this is a crime scene?”

  “Kidnapping’s a crime!” Maddy snapped, pushing past both of us into the room. “Where’s my brother?”

  “That one. You know he tried to push my boys into letting him go? Nice power. Of course I’ve made them pretty much immune to that kind of thing. That’s what I do, get into your head and put up walls.”

  “The static,” Joss said.

  “So you’ve got a mind reader? Good to know,” Vivian said, nodding.

  Joss narrowed her eyes. She’d be mad at herself for slipping up like that. “And this,” she said, waving her hand at the guy who’d been the first to come down, “is the guy I told you about, the one who picked up the money from Dad.” She was looking at Maddy who gave her a confused glance. Maddy didn’t know about the money and the comment had been for me. But I was still invisible.

  “Yeah, your dad’s really on the ball. Always has his payment ready, usually real discreet. Does he pay people off a lot?” the guy asked.

  “This is Richie, and this is Poe,” she said, indicating a shorter, heavy-set guy with squinty eyes. “We’re here to facilitate Marco’s activities, which is about all you need to know. It seems like you and your boyfriend keep showing up and screwing with his plans, and since we knew you’d be coming, I sent Marco off about his business so I could finally meet you.”

  “We’ve already met, Nurse Chambers.”

  Vivian smiled. “Well, so you could meet the real me then. So maybe we could come to some kind of…understanding.”

  Joss took a small step back to the threshold of the door. Taking my cue from her, I moved into the room and tugged Maddy by the arm. She didn’t move so I took her arm and pulled, trying to be insistent, but not to jerk her off-balance and give myself away. But Maddy yanked her arm away. “No, I want to know where Matt is right now.”

  “Dylan. I thought you’d be here too. Good, we can get this lesson over with.”

  Nice one, Maddy, I thought as I phased back into view. No sense keeping it up when I’d already been made.

  Joss slid the desk between Maddy and Vivian. “Maddy, go check the freezer.”

  Maddy dashed for the door and I followed, as all the stuff from the room started to fill in the space between us and them. I pushed Joss out ahead of me and closed the door. There were crashing sounds behind it as Joss pulled everything up against the door, the same way she’d blocked the door at Kat’s house when we’d escaped into the garage.

  Maddy was yanking on the freezer. “It’s stuck!”

  Joss hurried over. “I can’t really see through the window. I can’t figure out how to move whatever’s jamming the d—”

  We heard a crash from the office, and then another. Then, faster than they should have been able to move any of that stuff, Vivian and her friends were coming through the door and Vivian closed it behind them. I wondered if one of them had abilities like Joss’s. Maybe they’d just pushed all that stuff aside.

  I was still thinking about it when Poe grabbed me. It was like being on a carnival ride, the unfamiliar force as he swung me up and flung me into space. I hit the huge prep table island hard, sliding across it in a blink. I think it’s only because I cringed and tried to tuck into myself that I went down off the other end and crashed onto the floor instead of continuing through the wall.

  Poe didn’t have telekinesis. He was like Marco. Maybe he was so strong he just swiped all that stuff to the side to clear the door.

  It was weird that my brain was still working on that problem as I curled onto my side on the floor. Maybe I was getting to be more like Joss, always thinking. I could see her through the legs of the table. She grabbed Maddy, putting the other girl behind her as she started across the room toward me. Maybe she was actually considering retreat?

  I shook my head and tried to get a deep breath. Things seemed to be moving slowly. I needed to get up off the floor.

  The world titled. Slid. It was one, big, massive roll, like the way they describe an earthquake. The legs of the table slammed into my gut, knocking the wind out of me again. Or…I guess it was that I slammed into the table. There were groaning noises, like the noises you hear in the movies, straining metal right before something collapses. Things were clattering on the opposite wall as everything loose in the room was flying in that direction. Joss was holding onto one of the table supports with one hand, her other hand holding Maddy’s. They both seemed to be hanging perfectly sideways, parallel to the floor, with Maddy’s feet not too far from the freezer door. Then Maddy dropped from Joss’s grip and landed on it.

  I saw Vivian and her two goons watching us, smirking in satisfaction
, standing upright, their feet planted firmly on the wall.

  My perspective shifted like a tear in my head. That wall was now the floor.

  Vivian threw a nod at Poe and he started toward Maddy. Joss swung herself down and landed between them. She didn’t waste any time throwing punches. It was like watching her fight Marco at Salvation the other night, only this guy was better, more practiced.

  Maddy was kneeling on the freezer door, looking in the windows with her hands cupped around her eyes. “I can see him! He’s in there! Hang on, Matt, we’re gonna get you out!”

  The distraction cost Joss. Poe got one in under her guard and into her gut that sent her flying backward into Maddy. I had gone invisible again and had been climbing down the table to get to her. Now I swung down on Poe, knocking him off balance.

  When we both got our feet again, I let him have it. He struck out at where I should have been, but I dodged out of his reach. I grinned as I continued to strike and duck out of the way. Joss was right. This is a lot better than getting hit. And as long as I was invisible I had to keep from getting hit because if Joss couldn’t see me then she couldn’t deflect his blows from me the way she had when I’d fought Marco.

  I couldn’t help trying to keep an eye on the girls to make sure the other two, who were just watching Poe swing at me, didn’t go for them. Joss kept moving around like she was trying to get the right angle of vision through the window so she could use her Talent to work the handle on the door from the inside.

  “Go for the hinges!” I shouted at her. It cost me. Poe used my voice to find my face and shot a glancing blow at my jaw.

  Not glancing enough. It whipped my head sideways and my body followed, phasing back into view. Blood welled in my mouth as I moved through space and space itself somehow changed, making me nauseous and dizzy. A moment ago I had been staggering to catch my balance with my feet on the wall. Then I couldn’t keep my feet under me anymore. I was freefalling.

  I landed hard on my back. Broken dishes and kitchen implements slid down the wall to pile up against my right arm. My feet were near the tiled floor but I was lying on my back when Poe landed on me with a grunt. I winked out, but he was on me, knew just where I was. He grabbed onto my jacket, held on with his left hand, and started whaling on me with his right.