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area I began sorting my tray. As I was about to leave one of the security officers cleared his throat. At my glance he spoke. “Miss Blackmore? The Director would like a quick word.” He pointed to the kitchen. I looked back at Cat and Chuck and motioned for them to go on out.
The Director was leaning up against one of the kitchen prep tables. She was munching on a carrot. “What’s up, doc?”
She smiled at me. “Cute trick with the note! I’ve never seen that one before.”
“Grams taught me that when I was eight. We used to play a game and send each other messages. You look tired Director.”
“It’s been a long twenty-four hours. Headquarters received a message from the Witches’ Council over the incidents yesterday; there was praise for me. I most likely am safe from the witch hunt that will occur. Did you inform them?”
“I told my grandmother this morning, but neither Cat nor I told anyone else. I did destroy the cameras in the dorms. I also did something to our room.”
“Is this something I should know about?”
“Sort of? I changed the walls, floor, and ceiling to metal. I was trying to do a shield spell.”
She began to laugh. “Sorry; I thought you might have done something a bit more drastic yesterday. Have you given my offer some thought?”
“I’ll teach your class for you. It should cover the true history of Paranormals and the US government. I will touch on how magic works and what is both possible and impossible. Some things I have to leave out such as the Council’s enforcers or how we punish our own. Everything else the Council should be OK with. Grams said she would clear it with them.”
“The Council has enforcers?”
“All the larger Councils do. They keep low profiles, but how else do you think the groups protect mundanes?”
“Then why isn’t the FBI working with them instead of hiring Russians?”
I smiled sadly at her. “It all relates to the Purge. They just don’t trust you enough yet.”
“But it’s been almost a hundred years! They don’t trust us yet?”
“It’s more a case of what happened afterwards explaining ‘why’ they don’t trust you. But I will explain that too if you like. I love history.”
“Good! That is what I was counting on. Plan on doing a class two afternoons a week. Your schedule should reflect it. Use whatever free time left over for extra study or lab time.”
“Thank you Director Mills. You look so tired. Get some sleep, please?”
“I will. Go ahead and take off. You have a big day tomorrow.”
Cat and Chuck were waiting for me near the exit. “So what’s going on?”
“Nothing bad, I promise. She wanted to thank me for something I didn’t do and ask about me teaching a class on witchcraft to FBI agents.”
“Oh, is that all? What didn’t you do?”
“Somehow the Witches’ Council knew about the whole camera incident. They were pissed! But they praised Director Mills for her quick resolution of the issue. I think they have spies here.”
“Ya think? That is a very strong possibility, Aggy...”
As we walked back to the dorm, I watched how Cat and Chuck acted around each other. I had initially thought there was something there, but now it was as if they were siblings not rivals. Something to be said for the whole pack-mentality thing. Whether she liked it or not, Chuck was part of her pack.
The dorm room was just as we left it except for music coming from inside Fergus’s home. He was listening to a Katie Berry song and dancing on my desk. All three of us stared mesmerised at him dancing.
“I don’t think I will ever sing along to Dark Horse without laughing from now on.”
“Thanks Chuck for ruining yet another song for me!” Cat gave him a not-so-light punch to the arm.
We stepped into the room as the music died. Fergus heard us.
“Have a good morning, Ferg? We liked the
The Director was leaning up against one of the kitchen prep tables. She was munching on a carrot. “What’s up, doc?”
She smiled at me. “Cute trick with the note! I’ve never seen that one before.”
“Grams taught me that when I was eight. We used to play a game and send each other messages. You look tired Director.”
“It’s been a long twenty-four hours. Headquarters received a message from the Witches’ Council over the incidents yesterday; there was praise for me. I most likely am safe from the witch hunt that will occur. Did you inform them?”
“I told my grandmother this morning, but neither Cat nor I told anyone else. I did destroy the cameras in the dorms. I also did something to our room.”
“Is this something I should know about?”
“Sort of? I changed the walls, floor, and ceiling to metal. I was trying to do a shield spell.”
She began to laugh. “Sorry; I thought you might have done something a bit more drastic yesterday. Have you given my offer some thought?”
“I’ll teach your class for you. It should cover the true history of Paranormals and the US government. I will touch on how magic works and what is both possible and impossible. Some things I have to leave out such as the Council’s enforcers or how we punish our own. Everything else the Council should be OK with. Grams said she would clear it with them.”
“The Council has enforcers?”
“All the larger Councils do. They keep low profiles, but how else do you think the groups protect mundanes?”
“Then why isn’t the FBI working with them instead of hiring Russians?”
I smiled sadly at her. “It all relates to the Purge. They just don’t trust you enough yet.”
“But it’s been almost a hundred years! They don’t trust us yet?”
“It’s more a case of what happened afterwards explaining ‘why’ they don’t trust you. But I will explain that too if you like. I love history.”
“Good! That is what I was counting on. Plan on doing a class two afternoons a week. Your schedule should reflect it. Use whatever free time left over for extra study or lab time.”
“Thank you Director Mills. You look so tired. Get some sleep, please?”
“I will. Go ahead and take off. You have a big day tomorrow.”
Cat and Chuck were waiting for me near the exit. “So what’s going on?”
“Nothing bad, I promise. She wanted to thank me for something I didn’t do and ask about me teaching a class on witchcraft to FBI agents.”
“Oh, is that all? What didn’t you do?”
“Somehow the Witches’ Council knew about the whole camera incident. They were pissed! But they praised Director Mills for her quick resolution of the issue. I think they have spies here.”
“Ya think? That is a very strong possibility, Aggy...”
As we walked back to the dorm, I watched how Cat and Chuck acted around each other. I had initially thought there was something there, but now it was as if they were siblings not rivals. Something to be said for the whole pack-mentality thing. Whether she liked it or not, Chuck was part of her pack.
The dorm room was just as we left it except for music coming from inside Fergus’s home. He was listening to a Katie Berry song and dancing on my desk. All three of us stared mesmerised at him dancing.
“I don’t think I will ever sing along to Dark Horse without laughing from now on.”
“Thanks Chuck for ruining yet another song for me!” Cat gave him a not-so-light punch to the arm.
We stepped into the room as the music died. Fergus heard us.
“Have a good morning, Ferg? We liked the
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