the direction Liv had gone, and then leaned forward, speaking in low tones. âHe left her a note. Just a note. âItâs over. Iâm sorry.â After two years of living together, practically married, he justâ poof ! Gone. All his stuff packed and moved out while she was at work. And youâd have never seen it coming. He adored her. You could tell by the way he looked at her, by the way he talked to her. He loved her. I think the agency he worked for called him away.â
My entire body tensed, and my stomach went south. âAgency?â
âYeah,â Peach said. âHe worked for Allied Strategical Forces. Itâs like a magical FBI or whatever, have you heard of them?â
I put on what I hoped was an impassive expression. âYup.â
Addie made a face. âWell, then you know that ASF isnât exactly the good guys, but theyâre not as bad as the other one. RIAS, whatever that stands for.â
âRegional Initiative Action Services,â I said automatically, and Stacy raised an eyebrow at me.
I swallowed. âMy father ran RIAS when I was a kid. Before he caused the disaster in Lottâs Cove and had to resign. Iâd bet heâs still got a lot of connections, though.â
âOh,â Stacy said coldly. âGreat.â
âRegional Initiative Action Services,â Betty huffed. âWhat does that even mean ?â
âNothing,â I said absently, putting my picked-over brownie on the coffee table. âThatâs the point.â
Addie touched my arm and lowered her voice, glancing in the direction Liv went. â Whatever about the agencies. Tobias loved Liv. And I donât mean he liked her a lot. He loved her.â
âLoves,â Stacy corrected gently, and she and Addie shared a dark, worried look. Thatâs when I realized that they thought he might be dead.
Addie turned back to me. âIâm sure ASF called him away on some mission and made him write that note. He would never leave her on his own. He just wouldnât.â
Maybe he wouldnât, I thought. Maybe my father came to town and saw an agency guy, especially one from the opposing team, as a threat. Guilt washed over me, not because it was my fault that my father had likely disappeared Livâs boyfriend, but that I was too much of a coward to voice my suspicions out loud.
At that moment, Liv walked back into the room, and we all shut up. She had something red and ceramic curled up in her arms like a pet, and at first I wondered how much of a toll Tobiasâs leaving had taken on her. She set the thing on the coffee table between us and I studied it. It was ⦠weird. It had obviously been a red mug at one time, because the tail wasnât a fluffy bump at the back, but rather, formed from the ceramic handle. I was about to say something kind and nonjudgmental, but then the ceramic bunny wagged its tail and I jumped back.
âWhat is that?â
âThat is Gibson,â she said.
It waggled back and forth as the ceramic nose sniffed at the table, and the ceramic feet shuffled toward me.
âI made him when I first got my magic,â Liv said. âKind of accidentally. Heâs blind and deaf and a little clumsy, but ⦠I donât know. I just love him, I guess.â
âOh my god,â I breathed as I bent over lower to study the thing. âYou have source magic? Thatâs rare. Iâve never even seen it before.â
âSource magic?â Peach said, looking up from the brownies balancing on her stomach. âWhatâs source magic?â
Liv looked at her. âItâs when you can give life to something independent of you.â It appeared Tobias the Agency Guy had been schooling his girlfriend, which was good. At least there was one of them I wouldnât have to explain everything to. The rest of them, however, were watching me with interest, so I explained a little.
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