After a long drive through serpentine roads, we arrived at a barren cliff, just like any other cliff in the Kesteven coastline.
Except this one was full of cops.
Jack was also there, and I nodded to him. He responded, but continued talking animatedly with another cop.
"I don't see any building here," I observed.
"That's because it's not a building," the cop said. "Do you know how to climb, Mrs. Bedwen?"
"No," I said, frowning. "I don't. And what does that have to do with magic assessment?"
"You see," the cop said, nervously. "The site we want you to examine is a cave."
Jack had finished talking with the cop and headed toward us.
"Dana!" he exclaimed, standing by me.
"Jack," I said, giving him the stink eye. "You mentioned nothing about climbing. Nobody mentioned anything about any
