Chapter 9Dark paused at the front door of the establishment, box of expensive cognac cradled in one arm, and waited for Destiny to catch up. The whole drive she’d carried the same enthusiasm as he’d had for his magic lessons during his teens. Blah could pretty much describe both scenarios. In contrast, he looked forward to the meeting with Antione. They’d crossed paths now and again over the years. Verbal chess described their conversations. He didn’t doubt tonight would be the same.
The two spell books had been stashed in his SUV under the flap where the spare tire was hidden. Out of sight, for sure. The strongest wards he knew protected the vehicle and its contents.
Using his free hand, he opened the front door and followed Destiny inside. “You’re not headed to the principal’s office.
