exhaustion suddenly dragging him into darkness. As he drifted away, he thought he heard his brother speaking with the ravens, the sound of a door closing and sometime later, the distinctive sound of Rob’s Jeep’s engine starting. Galen jerked awake and stumbled to the window in time to see his brother pull out of the parking lot.
Six
Galen
It took a full second for Galen’s brain to catch up with the significance of the car pulling out of the lot. The next moment, he was racing down the stairs. Reaching the back door, he tried to open it, only to find it jammed closed. Without wasting any effort on trying to force it, he turned and ran towards the shop, only to be stopped by a pained groan from a prone body. “Flash!” Galen flipped on the light and dropped beside his friend. There was a dark bruise marring the side of Flash’s face.
“Fucker hit me,” Flash muttered.
“Rob?” Galen asked as he set his hand on Flash’s head to use the healing.
“Yeah.” Flash sighed as Galen pulled his hand away. “Thanks, that hurt.”
“What happened?” Galen asked.
“Rob came down stairs, I didn’t think anything of it, you know? He came into the shop, grabbed something then headed towards the back. I just put a hand on him to see where he was going, and pow.”
“Flash?” Galen held up his hand. “Slow down. I need a little more detail.”
His friend ran a hand through his hair, pulling loose the band that held the ponytail in place and putting it back in. “Rob came down about fifteen minutes after you went up. Huh.”
“Huh?”
“He didn’t get coffee, I should have known something was up then. I’m an idiot.” Flash shook his head and continued, “He headed over to the books, he was over there for a few minutes, going through them. I really didn’t think anything about it, you know? He does that. I should have thought about the no coffee thing, though. Why didn’t I see that?”
“Which books?” Galen headed into the shop and over to the research section. Flash trailed after him, muttering the whole time about coffee. “Which ones?”
“That big brown one, the blue one with gold lettering and…”
“And?”
“And that one that isn’t right here,” Flash said, sliding his hand in an empty space.
Galen looked at the books. Both were collections of Sagas, and the missing one was in the section on geology. He stared at it for a long time, trying to remember what had been there. “I’m an idiot,” he said suddenly.
“Glad I’m not alone. Why are you an idiot?” Flash asked.
“They’re cataloged.”
“What?”
“Rob catalogs all the books.”
“Wouldn’t we need to know what the book was? Author or something?” Flash asked dubiously.
“You’d think, but this is Rob. He has too much time on his hands most of the time, and tends to over-organize. For once I’m happy about it.”
“Why?”
“This.” Galen walked over to the old library card-catalog file cabinet his brother had purchased at an auction. “He has them all cataloged here, but by section. So we find the book right before it, which is?”
“Lyell, The Ancient Changes of the Earth.”
“Is Volcanism and Tectonism by Stephen P. Reidel and Peter R. Hooper there?”
“Nope, the next book is on Krakatoa.”
“There’s no Fire, Floods and Faults ?”
“No.”
“He took two books, then,” Galen slammed the drawer closed. “Why?” He tried to reach out along the bond, only to come up against that solid wall of shadow. He eased back before it became aware of him and lashed out. Judging by the first attack, he would be in serious danger if that happened, and they had to get to Rob.
“Shouldn’t we, I don’t know, be going after him?”
“Yes! Of course we should!” Galen snapped. “Sorry, we should, but we need to know where we’re going and what we are facing.”
Flash nodded, pulled out his phone and punched a number. “Hey, yeah. Rob’s gone. Yeah. No. Uh huh.
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