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person. But who would do this? Why would anyone want to stop a banshee’s cry? After all, banshees were practically useless as far as magic and all that went.
    Banshees just got cries. That was all. No control over when or where they came on, only that they had to be delivered by a certain time. Or bad things happened to the banshee and whoever was in the immediate vicinity.
    Why would anyone want to stop a banshee from delivering a cry? It didn’t make any sense. What purpose could it possibly serve?
    Other than to keep the warning from coming…
    The water began to ripple, and a figure rose from it.
    Red seaweed like hair appeared first. The cohuleen druith of a merrow.
    A burst of hope flooded Cara—she’d been found by one of The Brothers. Maybe they’d seen what happened—maybe a Brother had caught the person who did this.
    She’d been saved.
    The notion was squashed as soon as she saw the face of the merrow rising out of the water.
    Norton Lynch.
    â€œHello, cousin,” Norton said, smiling at her like it was nothing to find her tied up in a cave.
    She glared at her good-for-nothing cousin. She couldn’t imagine why he would kidnap her, but of all the beings she knew in the Merrow Kingdom, he surprised her the least.
    Though she should have suspected him.
    What purpose he had, she couldn’t guess. This seemed a bit more involved than when he’d led her into a fishing boat’s net, and left her there to let the humans catch her.
    Norton continued as if she’d spoken. “Oh, I am quite well, thank you. And you?”
    She struggled.
    â€œGood, good.” He raised his hands. “I hope you like the accommodations. They really are top-notch. Especially for the likes of you.”
    She shot her most menacing glare at him.
    He put his hands on his hips—or what a merrow had for hips, anyway. “Do you not realize the trouble I went to, finding a secluded place with air for you?”
    She wanted to scream at her cousin, but, of course, nothing came out.
    â€œIt was quite a chore to find a secluded spot. And I’ve been waiting for years to do this.”
    â€œLet me go,” she screamed with her mind, hoping he heard her.
    He continued as though he hadn’t. “I know. It’s quite courteous of me to be so accommodating. I could have just left you out there, bobbing around unconscious after you hit that magic spell. Let one of the island’s fishing nets find you and pull you up.” He swam closer. “Wouldn’t that have been entertaining?”
    She shook her head. “Maybe for you.” Cara had played that before, thanks to Norton. To this day, she still believed that somehow Norton had lured the human fishing boat into Avalon’s waters just to mess with her.
    No proof, of course, but she had always wondered. It seemed way too coincidental to be anything else.
    Norton grinned that oily smile that made her skin crawl when they were kids.
    Concentrate , she told herself. She had to be able to communicate with him somehow. “What are you after, Norton?” She focused her telepathy as hard as she could. With no idea whether he would actually hear her words, she thought a quick prayer, just in case.
    He froze for a second, tipping his head like a dog. “Why, Cara, you can use telepathy. It has been so long, I thought you forgot.” He rubbed his hands together. “That will make things easier, I think.”
    â€œI have hours before my cry erupts! Release me!” she projected again. From the effort, her head throbbed even harder.
    â€œMy dear.” Norton swam closer to her and ran a wet hand over her hip. “I’m counting on it.”

Chapter Six
    There’s no sign of her out here , Duncan thought. Thank the stars. He didn’t want to find a body in the water.
    He wanted to find Cara.
    Alive and well.
    Yet with every passing moment, he was more and more certain that something