Wyre Eumenides took a sip of the beer John had ordered. “Then you use The Magus.”
He recognized Levi right away. The white shirt, the dark hair, his serious demeanor as he made his way down the steps of the high school. He went right past John, in a hurry. John rose to his feet and took off running to catch up with him.
“Hey, Levi. Slow down.”
Levi threw him a puzzled look. “I don’t know you.”
“Yeah, well I know you. Slow the f**k down.”
“I have to get to work.” Levi had slowed his pace. “Over at the pharmacy.” He looked at John more closely. “Did you want something?”
“No. But you do.” John took out the letter. “From my sister.”
Levi grabbed the letter and tore it open, reading it hungrily.
John gazed around. “Your father’s not here, is he?”
“What? No.” Levi went on reading. “You’
