The Detective Inspectors (The Doorknob Society Saga Book 4) by MJ Fletcher

blood boiling.
    DeAndre leaned forward, his dreadlocks falling over his shoulders. “You think we’re being too harsh on him? If he is a traitor it could prove fatal to all the Societies. The Guild wants to be sure, so we’re doing what is necessary.”
    “Right, just like DS wanted to be sure and did what was necessary when they kicked my dad out for no good reason.” I sat back in my seat and stared at DeAndre with such anger that I was surprised daggers didn’t fly out of my eyes and stab him.
    “This is different.”
    “Right, Nightshade was captured and forced by the First Kind to do whatever they wanted. But the Guild would rather leave him on his own than try and help one of their own recover from the hell they had put him through. I get it perfectly.”
    “Chloe.” Uncle Archie’s sharp retort was meant to remind me to be respectful.
    “Respect is earned, Uncle Archie.” I pushed away from the table and stood up. “Dad taught me that and he also taught me to trust my instincts. I’ll handle Nightshade my way; you handle him yours. I’m done for the day. I’ll call you later, Uncle Archie.”
    I didn’t wait for a response; I walked away from the table. I wrapped my arms around my sides hugging myself as soon as I was out of sight. I knew I shouldn’t have blown up like that but I was frustrated. It was bad enough I was upset about Nightshade, but now to have everyone putting doubts in my mind as to whether or not he could be trusted. It bothered the hell out of me.
    I shook my head not wanting to hear the whispers of doubt. Unfortunately they wouldn’t go away. Could it be true? Could Nightshade have sided with the First Kind? I didn’t want to believe it. However, it would make sense that they would want someone keeping tabs on me like they had when I was under Faith’s control with the Forget Me Not. It’s not like I was aware of what Nightshade had been up to recently. I just learned about his new girlfriend. He could be doing anything and what was this damn Gremlin Collar all about?
    I looked around realizing I’d walked a couple of blocks without thought to where I was headed. I wasn’t familiar with this section of London that well, so I sat myself down on a bench to clear my head. Uncle Archie was probably ready to strangle me and who knew what DeAndre was telling the Guild about me.
    My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out and saw Gavin’s number blinking across the screen. I tapped it, eager to get my mind off my present problems “Hello.”
    “Chloe, I found him. I found Edgar.”

Chapter 15
    Status: Time for a plan.
    “Where is he?”
    “Storm Reach Prison and I think I found a way in.”
    “So it’s an HVO dimension?” I asked.
    “Yes, and the weird thing is that the way I found in isn’t giving off an HVO signature.”
    “How can that be?” If it wasn’t an HVO signature that opened a portal into their own dimension, then that didn’t bode well for us at all.
    “I think the HVO is way more compromised than we ever thought. You need to come speak to Emory right away.”
    Gavin’s voice wasn’t only filled with worry, it held fear. I didn’t like the way this was going at all. “Where are you?”
    “I’m going to the Reliquary. It’s the only place I believe is safe.”
    Alarm bells went off in my head. I’d been trying to get Gavin to hide out at the Reliquary since things had turned bad at the Mapmakers Union Hall. But he’d felt he was safer on the run. If he didn’t think there was anyplace left to hide, then things had to have taken a turn for the worse.
    “When?”
    “Now, hurry.”
    The phone disconnected and I slid it into my pocket and pulled out my Doorknob. I activated it and created a portal and stepped through, using my evasion tactics just in case someone was tracking me. I jumped one portal after another until I had gone through over ten dimensions, and then I finally opened a gateway into the Reliquary.
    “What took you?” Gavin