Jake tapped his fingers against the side of the water bottle he held. Head tilted slightly, he asked, “Can you do that?”
“I have no idea,” I said. “I haven’t really done much to work with my gift after Joanna showed me how to control it.”
“Well, except using targeted lightning strikes to knock out the SED’s power plant,” he responded, mouth curved in amusement.
“Okay, except that.” I paused for a moment, recalling how I’d reached into the storm clouds over Alexandria to awaken the lightning and direct it to hit the same target over and over again. There hadn’t been any joy in that destruction, only a terrible need to do whatever was necessary to free Jake and the rest of the witches and warlocks who’d been held in the government facility in Virginia. But at the same time, I hadn’t reall
