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  It suddenly occurred to me that if I ever did see Archer again, Elodies new habit of popping into my body whenever she felt like it could be. . .

  awkward.

  "Hes sorry, you know," I told her. "For lying to you. And for the whole you-getting-killed thing. " She shrugged. "Not his fault I got killed. " I was getting a lot better at reading her lips. She didnt have to repeat anything now. "That was Alice.

  And since the Casnoffs had a hand in making her a demon, I guess it was their fault in the end. "

  "Were going to stop them," I told her. "I dont know how, but we will. "

  Elodie gave me a look. "Will you? I heard what that magic mirror dude said, about seeing two futures for you. "

  "I would never help the Casnoffs," I said, automatically, but I couldnt help the little shiver that went up my spine as I remembered Torins words.

  I thought Elodie might have sighed. It was hard to tell since she didnt technically breathe. "Well, even if you dont go over to the dark side, youre still pretty screwed. Your dad doesnt have powers anymore. You might as well not have any, because I certainly cant keep taking over every time you run into trouble. Those two little girls cant even kill a werewolf, and Aislinn Brannick is just one woman. Your mom is better at books than she is at weapons, and Torin is both annoying and useless. Basically, the only thing you have going for you is Cal, who might be able to postpone the inevitable when the Casnoffs and their pet demons rip you to shreds. But, you know, good luck with that. " And with that inspiring little speech, she vanished.

  CHAPTER 12

  The next morning, I found myself at what had to be the weirdest breakfast ever. I looked around the room and tried to take in everyone who was there: Me, Mom, Dad, all three Brannicks, and Cal. Oh, and Torin, since "breakfast" involved all of us eating Pop-Tarts in the War Room. Elodies words from the night before circled my brain. Did we honestly think we stood a chance at defeating the Casnoffs?

  "You have to know something," Aislinn was saying to Torin now.

  "I do," he shot back. "I told you, those women are on their thrice-damned island. "

  "Which. Is. Where?" Aislinn asked for what had to be the fourth time.

  "In. The. Bloody. Sea," Torin replied. He threw up his hands, his lace cuffs falling back as he did. "I dont know why you cant find it. Its exactly where it always was. "

  "As Ive told you, Aislinn, its my belief that theyve cloaked Graymalkin somehow," Dad said. He was leaning heavily against one of the folding chairs. Call stood on one side of him, Mom on the other. My eyes met Cals, and last night flashed in my mind. My fingers twining in his shirt, my mouth against his.

  I suddenly gave my full attention to Torin. "So the Casnoffs are at Hex Hall," I said. "Probably with however many demons theyve managed to create. What are they doing there? Throwing a hell acious slumber party?" When no one said anything, I added, "Get it? Hell acious? Because theyre all . . . Forget it. "

  "I got it," Izzy said softly, and I threw her a grateful smile.

  "I cannot tell what theyre planning," Torin said. "Only that theyre there. " He frowned at all of us. "I dont know everything, you know. Only that this girl"-he pointed at me-"is the key to stopping them from using an army of demons to wipe humans off the face of the earth. " Or leading the charge. The thought popped into my mind, making my stomach twist itself into knots. Torin winked at me, and I wondered if thought-reading was another of his powers. Or maybe it was just my expression.

  Shoving aside the image of me at the front of a demon army, I said, "The Eye doesnt know what theyre up to, either. " Suddenly, every one in the room was staring at me as what Id just said registered. "I, uh, saw Archer last night," I said, like Id just bumped into him at Starbucks. "He used this communicating stone thingie to. . . drop by, and, um, say hello. "

  "And you just now decided to mention this?" Dad asked.

  "When I got here, you guys were already yelling at Torin," I fired back. "I didnt exactly have a chance to get a word in. Besides, Archer didnt know anything, really. Or at least nothing more than we do. I didnt think it was a big deal. He was only here for like, five minutes. "

  "In your room?" Mom asked, eyebrows up.

  "He was non-corporeal!" I cried. "And all . . . ghostly. Everything was totally G-rated, swear. "

  "One of llOcchio di Dio is your boyfriend?" Finley asked incredulously.

  Dad cleared his throat. "In any case," he said, saving me from answering Finley, "thats good information to have. It means that were all on the same page as far as the Casnoffs are concerned. "

  "Right," I said. "Which is that no one knows what to do next. Im not really seeing that as a good thing, Dad. "

  "So what can we do?" Finley asked. "Just sit here and wait for the Casnoffs to make their move?"

  "We could go to Lough Bealach," Aislinn answered.

  "Is that a place, or are you choking?" I asked, earning me a glare in return.

  Dad made a strangled sound that might have been a laugh. He covered it with a cough and said, "Lough Bealach is a lake in Ireland. It was once a very sacred place to the Brannick family, if Im correct. "

  "The most sacred place," Aislinn answered. "It was once the Brannicks responsibility to guard it. "

  "Whats there that needs guarding?"

  "Supposedly, an opening to the underworld," Mom answered.

  "If were going to fight demons, it might be handy to have a lot of demonglass, seeing as how its the only thing that can kill a demon," Aislinn said. "And the underworld is the only place we could get it. "

  "Like literally going to hell?" I asked.

  Everyone ignored me. "We couldnt get in," Finley said. "Theres not one of us here who could survive a trip into the underworld. Youd need dark, powerful magic to do that. If Sophie still had her powers, maybe it would be feasible, but without them. . . " She shook her head.

  And then Dad said, "Sophie does have her powers. "

  "Well, yeah," I agreed. "I didnt go through the Removal. But theyre stuck in here. " I tapped my chest. "Whatever that word the Council said at my sentencing, it sealed my magic away. "

  Dad reached out and took my hand. "Do you remember when we studied the grimoire at Thorne Abbey? There was a spell in that book that I made you put your hand on. "

  I did remember. I hadnt been able to tell what kind of spell it was, but when Id touched it, Id felt a sold thump right in the middle of my sternum.

  Which, I now realized, was the place where I always felt my powers swirling around.

  "It was a protection spell," Dad said. "Ensuring that your powers could never be fully taken away from you. No matter what kind of binding spell is put on you, all you have to do is touch that particular spell, and your magic will be restored. " I squeezed his hand so tightly it mustve hurt him. "Oh my God," I breathed. My magic back. No more feeling helpless. No more needing Elodies ghost to do magic. A chance at actually stopping the Casnoffs. Hope and excitement surged through me.

  And then, as if a cold bucket of water had been thrown in my face, I remembered what Torin had said last night. Me, leading the Casnoffs

  demon army. Id have to have my powers to do that, wouldnt I? But no. No, he was lying about that. There was no way Id ever, ever team up with the Casnoffs for something so awful.

  I remembered something else. "I have to touch that spell. That spell thats in the grimoire. And the grimoire is where, exactly?" Abashed, Dad looked down and admitted, "Undoubtedly with the Casnoffs. "

  I deflated. "Who are on an island that we cant find. I swear to God, this whole thing is like the worlds most twisted riddle. "

  "Maybe theres another way," Finley suggested. "Dont you guys know any witches or warlocks who could restore Sophies powers?"

  "Perhaps," Dad said, but Id known him long enough to know that when Dad said, "perhaps," it usually meant, "no freaking way. "

  "Couldnt someone just say the spell?" I asked. I knew I was grasping at straws,
but if there was any chance for me to use my powers again, I was going to take it.

  Dad shook his head. "No. That particular spell was woven to the paper with blood magic. It has to be touched. The words themselves dont have the same power. "

  "I may not have dark magic, but my powers are pretty strong," Call offered. "If we did go to Ireland, is there any chance I could get in?" Considering that, Dad ran a hand over the back of his neck. "Its possible, I suppose. But the potential risk-"

  "We need to do something," Call said quietly. "Id rather take our chances at Lough Bealach than wait around here. "

  "The boy is right," Torin said, even though he and Call were probably close to the same age (well, plus or minus five hundred years, I guess).

  "And the sooner, the better. Were in stasis now, but something is coming. I sense a-"

  "Great disturbance in the Force?" I interrupted before I could stop myself.

  Torin frowned. "I suspect youre mocking me, but I dont understand the reference. In any case, dark powers are stirring. The more prepared you are, the better. "

  "Then, lets go," I said.

  "Perhaps we should explore some other options before swanning off to Ireland," Dad said, pushing his glasses up. "After all, Sophie, youve been through quite the ordeal. "

  "Ill nap on the plane. Look, we are dealing with the possibility of an army of demons. I dont know about you guys, but those words are right up there with root canal and school on Saturdays in terms of things that terrify me. Were already three weeks behind. We dont have time to just sit here and explore options or read more books or listen to more half-assed prophecies from this jerk," I said, pointing at Torin. He made a gesture that I think was the old-timey version of flipping me off.

  "So, yeah," I continued. "Maybe this is a totally stupid idea. But if theres even a chance one of us can get into the underworld, then we have to take it. "

  "Okay, I do like you," Finley said, flashing me a grin. She looked at my dad. "Shes right. If we cant figure out a way to stop these Casnoff chicks, then we at least need to defend ourselves against them. And the only way to do that is to go to Lough Bealach and get a whole bunch of demonglass. "

  Sighing, Dad sank into one of the chairs next to the table. "Its a fools errand," he said.

  "Do you have any other ideas?" Aislinn asked.

  Dad tipped his head back, like an answer might suddenly appear on the ceiling. Then he looked back at me. "This is honestly what you want to do?"

  "Maybe Call will be able to get in. Maybe not. Either way, were not going to get anything accomplished sitting out here in the boondocks. No offense," I added to Aislinn, who waved it off.

  Dad held my gaze for a long time before finally giving a weary nod and saying, "Youre right. But how will we get there? The Itineris is too dangerous for you and could be deadly to humans," he said, gesturing to Mom.