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Cissy, Walker, and I step into my stainless-steel kitchen, large boxes balanced in our arms. It’s been two days since Lincoln’s Alchemists showed up. Since then, they’ve kept the three of us busy with regular warehouse-runs to grab magical stuff for them to examine in my kitchen, aka our new Alchemy HQ. There are too many spells and enchantments in the warehouse for the Alchemists to work quickly—plus my kitchen has lots of gadgets and snacks—so they’ve taken up residence here.
Cissy and Walker speed into the kitchen, setting down their boxes on a nearby countertop. I pause inside the threshold, scoping things out. On the right-hand side of the room, Lincoln’s seated at the head of our long steel table, while his Alchemists fill up the other chairs. They’re six handsome guys with misma
