the weight didn't add up. The kids had finally reached out to the campus’s archeology professor. Before I asked, Kevin sent me a list of addresses they’d attempted to sell the gold, and a detailed description of the area the kids said they’d found the stones. Whoever was out there apparently was practicing all over the place.
Taking a local area map, I jotted down what I believed were some of the locations, including my own, the rocks might be from. I also put down the scene of the destruction Cody had mentioned. Sadly, there was no apparent pattern. So much for that. The good news was that at least the person trying to use the artifact seemed to have remained in the area. This would be a lot harder with a moving target. A small town with its own secrets was difficult enough to keep track of some days.
The raven was pushing me to head outside to take another look, but I knew better. Right now, I had to go over everything again, in case I’d missed anything obvious, especially with the conversation with Kevin fresh in my mind. With an annoyed kraa, the raven finally let go of the idea of being able to stretch its wings. I found myself a comfortable spot and focused again on the papers in front of me.
Chapter Twelve
Cody
After talking with my grandmother, I gave my coyote the long run that he desperately craved. It felt good to let loose and chase down small animals. We ate a squirrel that didn’t scurry up a tree fast enough, then napped for a while.
Now I was back in my dorm room, freshly showered and listening to my roommate watch cartoons in the common room. Sometimes, I wished I'd gotten a studio apartment, even if it was in the rougher section of town. My roomies stayed up late watching TV every night, and while they tried to be polite and lower the volume, it didn't really help with my sensitive hearing.
I'd considered my options, but most of the time I just tossed a couple pillows over my head in an attempt to block out the noise. I laid there for a while, the thoughts of the day running through my head as I tried to sleep.
Tomorrow, I had a full day of classes, starting at nine o'clock with Concepts of Physics, so I needed my rest if I wanted to function. While I wasn't horrible at the subject, I had to keep my grades up enough for my scholarships. But I couldn't stop thinking about Morgana. The tears in her eyes, regardless of how badass she was, made me wish I'd stayed a little longer to tell her it was going to be okay. Maybe I should've been a better person, and not so stuck on what I was going through.
She had more going on than just trying to find my family's talisman, and I should have respected that, but I also knew that she was probably the only one who could help me figure this out. My archeology professor had given me a wizard's e-mail address, saying he knew someone who could help, and so far he seemed right.
My phone buzzed once. I jerked upright, but the vibrations didn’t continue to indicate a call. I lay back down, pissed that I was so antsy and anxious to hear back from her. Morgana had said she’d let me know when she found something out, and I couldn't expect her to move mountains in a few hours. Besides, it wasn't as if I'd gotten a lot of information from my grandmother that I could share with her. Even if I did call, she'd probably think I was being needy, and I didn't want to come across like that.
Shaking my thoughts aside, I rolled over onto my side, staring at the white wall and thinking about the first time I'd met her. I'd caught a glimpse of her naked body before she could make it around the corner, and it had turned me into a bumbling idiot. The combination of her sleek curves and the definition of her muscles awed me. It hadn't been my first time seeing a naked woman, but it was certainly the most pleasurable image I'd seen.
The television turned over to another cartoon channel, and I struggled not to listen in. If only I'd gotten some quiet guy who liked
Taking a local area map, I jotted down what I believed were some of the locations, including my own, the rocks might be from. I also put down the scene of the destruction Cody had mentioned. Sadly, there was no apparent pattern. So much for that. The good news was that at least the person trying to use the artifact seemed to have remained in the area. This would be a lot harder with a moving target. A small town with its own secrets was difficult enough to keep track of some days.
The raven was pushing me to head outside to take another look, but I knew better. Right now, I had to go over everything again, in case I’d missed anything obvious, especially with the conversation with Kevin fresh in my mind. With an annoyed kraa, the raven finally let go of the idea of being able to stretch its wings. I found myself a comfortable spot and focused again on the papers in front of me.
Chapter Twelve
Cody
After talking with my grandmother, I gave my coyote the long run that he desperately craved. It felt good to let loose and chase down small animals. We ate a squirrel that didn’t scurry up a tree fast enough, then napped for a while.
Now I was back in my dorm room, freshly showered and listening to my roommate watch cartoons in the common room. Sometimes, I wished I'd gotten a studio apartment, even if it was in the rougher section of town. My roomies stayed up late watching TV every night, and while they tried to be polite and lower the volume, it didn't really help with my sensitive hearing.
I'd considered my options, but most of the time I just tossed a couple pillows over my head in an attempt to block out the noise. I laid there for a while, the thoughts of the day running through my head as I tried to sleep.
Tomorrow, I had a full day of classes, starting at nine o'clock with Concepts of Physics, so I needed my rest if I wanted to function. While I wasn't horrible at the subject, I had to keep my grades up enough for my scholarships. But I couldn't stop thinking about Morgana. The tears in her eyes, regardless of how badass she was, made me wish I'd stayed a little longer to tell her it was going to be okay. Maybe I should've been a better person, and not so stuck on what I was going through.
She had more going on than just trying to find my family's talisman, and I should have respected that, but I also knew that she was probably the only one who could help me figure this out. My archeology professor had given me a wizard's e-mail address, saying he knew someone who could help, and so far he seemed right.
My phone buzzed once. I jerked upright, but the vibrations didn’t continue to indicate a call. I lay back down, pissed that I was so antsy and anxious to hear back from her. Morgana had said she’d let me know when she found something out, and I couldn't expect her to move mountains in a few hours. Besides, it wasn't as if I'd gotten a lot of information from my grandmother that I could share with her. Even if I did call, she'd probably think I was being needy, and I didn't want to come across like that.
Shaking my thoughts aside, I rolled over onto my side, staring at the white wall and thinking about the first time I'd met her. I'd caught a glimpse of her naked body before she could make it around the corner, and it had turned me into a bumbling idiot. The combination of her sleek curves and the definition of her muscles awed me. It hadn't been my first time seeing a naked woman, but it was certainly the most pleasurable image I'd seen.
The television turned over to another cartoon channel, and I struggled not to listen in. If only I'd gotten some quiet guy who liked
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