Blood of the Watcher (The Dark Ability Book 4)

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job,” she started, looking over at Brusus. “From what I can tell, it wouldn’t have been the first time she’s changed jobs since moving to Lower Town, but the last time was for a much better position. The man she had worked for before this one… well, he wasn’t very nice.”
    Rsiran didn’t like the idea of someone hurting his sister. Even after what he’d been through, he didn’t want her to suffer. It was bad enough that his father had lost the smithy, but for Alyse to suffer because of it—and possibly for something that he had done—that bothered him.
    “But I can’t find any evidence that she’s moved on to another job. All the other businesses with openings in this part of the city haven’t seen her.”
    “What if she took a job in Upper Town?” Rsiran asked.
    He could imagine his sister trying to move up from Lower Town. It was a better fit for her, anyway, with better opportunities than she’d find in Lower Town, but then he didn’t know what kind of work she had done. When he’d seen her before, she had been returning from the market, carrying a basket of fish toward some house near the docks. She had still had the same strength that he’d always seen in her, but some of the arrogance had been shaken. Losing their father had affected her and had forced her into a role she never had thought that she would have to play.
    “I don’t think that’s likely,” Haern said. His eyes had gone distant like they did when he used his ability. The green to them took on a faint film, and the scar along his cheek twitched. “I don’t See much of her, but were she in Upper Town, I suspect the visions would be clearer. That they are not…”
    Rsiran swallowed a lump in his throat. “Then what?”
    “I think,” Brusus began with a sigh, “that whoever is trying to reach you thinks to use her to get to you.”
    He couldn’t shake the memory of Sarah and Valn, and the way they had appeared in the forest. They would have been able to find Alyse if they wanted to.
    He would have to find them to get answers. Or find Alyse. Either way, he already knew he had to do something.
    Jessa watched him, the corners of her eyes pulled in a frown, but she said nothing.

Chapter 8
    R siran stood on a darkened street of Lower Town, listening to the sounds of waves crashing along the shore. Down here, he could practically feel the power of the ocean as it slammed against the rocks, much like he had when he’d been on Firell’s ship. At least here, he didn’t fear falling from the ship into the water. Always before, he’d been afraid that if he ended up someplace where he couldn’t move, he wouldn’t be able to Slide himself to safety, but now he knew how to Slide without stepping into it. It still didn’t make him feel safer.
    Gulls circled overhead, casting moon shadows across the ground. Rsiran ignored them, and ignored their harsh cawing as they hovered, occasionally diving, before flying off with whatever they caught. In some ways, he felt more like the fish, waiting for the gull to dive and snatch him away from everything he knew, much like what had happened to Alyse.
    Jessa stood along the rock, dipping her boot into the water and tracing a pattern in the foam. She had been silent since they left the Barth, knowing that he needed a chance to process what he’d learned.
    And what did he know? If Alyse was gone, and abducted because of him, what could he do about it? Haern had suggested that he needed to pick a side, but how could he when he had no idea which side wanted him and which side wanted only to use him?
    Worse, as easy as it was to believe that Alyse had been abducted because of him, there was the possibility that she hadn’t. What if it wasn’t tied to him at all, but to his father?
    Rsiran thought that Venass had wanted his father because they wanted some leverage over him, but maybe there was more to it than that. What if his father was more valuable than he had realized?
    That would give

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