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really mattered, but I could tell from the cut
that it wasn't off the rack. I was about to get in when he held up his hand.
    "I must inform you that any weapons should be left at
your residence, or, if you wish, I can hold them for you. They will be returned
upon conclusion of the meeting," he said, dropping his hand a bit.
    I smiled and reached into my jacket. I gently removed the
seax and handed it to him, hilt first. I felt an almost imperceptible hint of
magic touch me. Trying not to react I let my senses take it in and felt, not a
demon, but something else. Human, but with magic undertones. Some type of Mage
then. Probably a Wizard, or at least a practitioner. If the Fae could work with
them, why not humans? At least I didn’t sense dark magic. But then, I really
hadn’t expected to.
    "Just the one?" he asked, taking it carefully. He
seemed a little surprised, but I knew he'd sensed nothing else.
    "I've got a phone," I replied, pulling it out of
my pocket.
    "They won’t let you take that into the building."
    I knew that of course. Not just because Michael had
mentioned it, but I'd had to turn it in before. Since every phone had a camera
and recorder, they were now discouraged at many government facilities. That was
also common practice at many law enforcement agencies, so it was nothing new.
    "I understand," I said as got into the back seat.
    I expected us to head downtown but instead we drove east,
towards Nellis Air Force Base. A quiet half hour later, we pulled into what
looked like an abandoned warehouse complex just south of the base runways. The
driver took the SUV through the front gate and then drove to the back where he
got out and opened the door for me.
    "Nice place," I commented.
    He just nodded as he gestured to a door at the back of the
building across from me, so I stepped onto the gravel and walked towards it.
Opening the door, I entered a small vestibule. In front of me was a door with a
window and counter like you'd see in a bank or at a security entrance, so I
stepped up to it. To the left of me was another door. That one was a heavy
metal slider like the kind you'd see in a jail or prison.
    "Please place any electronic devices on the shelf,"
said the guard behind the counter.
    I reached into my pocket and removed my iPhone and placed it
on the counter as he had asked. A moment later the other door opened and I
walked through it towards an elevator. As the door slid shut behind me, the
elevator door opened and that’s when I felt it. Some sort of spell was in place
that acted like a dampening field, shutting me out from the outside world. I
was no expert but whoever crafted it knew his stuff. Michael was right. I'd
only have whatever magic I'd brought in with me. I'd even lost my link to
Sendy. But there was nothing I could do about it, so I stepped inside, and as
the doors closed, began going down.
    "Mr. Hoskins, welcome," a man said as the elevator
stopped and the door opened. He was shorter than the other and had dark hair. I
also got the slightest hint of Demon from him, but whatever magic they had used
prevented me from learning anything more. "Please excuse the look of the
facilities. We find it discourages unwelcome guests."
    "I'm sure it does," I said. He turned and I
followed him down the corridor. "And you are?"
    "Agent Theno," he replied as he led me into what
appeared to be a conference room. It was small. The oval table and six chairs
filled it almost entirely. I couldn’t help but notice the mirror that had to be
one way glass on the wall. He gestured for me to sit before taking a seat
himself. He then placed some papers down in front of me.
    "What's this?" I asked as I picked it up to read.
    "Standard confidentiality agreement," he replied.
"As set out by the Covenant of Roanoke in 1789, you agree that you will
not disclose anything we discuss to any humans, other than those in our direct
employ, without prior approval from us."
    I reviewed it and signed it. It was as simple as he