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Chapters (83)
  1. Copyright Page
  2. Prologue
  3. Part One
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
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  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. 22
  26. 23
  27. 24
  28. 25
  29. 26
  30. Part Two
  31. 27
  32. 28
  33. 29
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  35. 31
  36. 32
  37. 33
  38. 34
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  40. 36
  41. 37
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  80. 76
  81. Epilogue
  82. A Preview of "Witch & Wizard"
  83. 1

IN AN INSTANT, all my warm fuzzies were replaced by stomach-churning fear and guilt. I hadn’t been there. Something had happened, and I’d been locking lips with Fang out in the desert. How stupid could I get? This was exactly why I shouldn’t do stuff like that!

We came down fast, hitting the ground hard in a running stop that kicked up dust. The front door flew open; Gazzy ran out.

I grabbed his arms. “What happened?”

“Max! Fang!” Gazzy yelled. He swallowed. “I thought you were gone! I thought they had gotten you!”

“No, no, sweetie. Just a little nighttime spin,” I said quickly. “What’s going on? Why’s everyone up?”

Nudge and Iggy came out next — where was Angel? My heart seized just as she appeared, with Total behind her. Thank God.

Suddenly it was quiet, the kind of quiet you have out in the desert in the middle of the night when everyone around you goes silent at the same time. Nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, Angel, and Total focused on me and Fang, their faces upset.

I looked from one to the next. They were really freaked, but they weren’t trying to escape anything. They weren’t bloody. They hadn’t been in battle in the past twenty minutes.

“What. Is. Going. On?” I asked very deliberately, searching their eyes.

“It’s, uh…” Nudge began, then cleared her throat. She glanced at the others, then tried again, meeting my gaze bravely. “It’s your mom, Max. Dr. Martinez. She’s been kidnapped. She’s gone.”

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I’M THE FLOCK LEADER. I’m fast, I’m tough, and I can think on my feet or in flight. My hair-trigger responses have saved our hides more times than I can count. So my brain kicked in to high gear right away as I cut to the heart of the matter.

“Huh?” I managed. I felt like I’d just taken a karate chop to the chest.

“Phone call,” Iggy said.

“Ella called,” Nudge clarified. “She’s hysterical — your mom disappeared from the airport this afternoon while they were between flights. Dr. Martinez just went to the restroom and never came back. Right now Ella’s at her aunt’s house. I don’t think Jeb knows. Ella was going to call him after she talked to us.” She took a deep breath. For once I didn’t mind her wordiness — the more info I had, the better.

“Did they call the police or the FBI?” I asked, already calculating how long it would take me to fly to my half sister.

“We don’t know,” Nudge said. Then we heard the phone ringing inside. I raced in and grabbed it.

“Max?” It was Dr. John Abate, one of my mom’s colleagues at the CSM. “Max, are you all okay?”