Gareth sighed. “We’ll have to lure them apart. I don’t like this law enforcement connection. Or the rogue Fifths. What about the twins? Any vulnerabilities there?”

“Gabriel is a noted danger. He was accused of the recent arson attacks in town, though later cleared. It’s been widely reported that he assisted in rescuing numerous students from a fire in the school library.” A pause. “If you read his file, there are notes that he caused the fire that destroyed his parents.”

Gareth glanced up. “Interesting. Was he responsible for the recent fire at the school carnival?”

“No. That was caused by Calla Dean. I have very little information on her.”

Gareth flipped through the papers, remembering the name. “She’s listed as one of the missing students.”

“She’s dead.”

Gareth stopped riffling through the pages and looked at him. “No body?”

“I shot her in the middle of the carnival. I had no way to remove her body.” Silver must have seen the judgment in Gareth’s expression, because he quickly added, “It was a clean shot.”

“But she isn’t listed among the dead.”

Silver had nothing to say to that.

Gareth shifted back to the Merricks’ file. “What else can you tell me about Gabriel?”

“He’s involved with a girl, a Layne Forrest. He spends a great deal of time with her and her younger brother. Their father is a defense attorney—an influential member of the community.”

Meaning they would need to be careful not to let these Forrest children be injured in any crossfire. The last thing anyone wanted was a lengthy investigation driven by a distraught parent. That was almost worse than the attachment to law enforcement.

“And Nicholas?”

“Some involvement with a girl named Quinn Briscoe. No Elemental connection I could detect.”

Gareth studied the paper. Nicholas Merrick. Hello, weak link.

But an Air Elemental. That begged caution. An Air Elemental wouldn’t have the flash and drama of the others. An Air’s power was far more subtle—and far more subversive. At seventeen, this boy might not have the more nuanced abilities of sensing emotion or detecting an enemy from a great distance, but he’d surely feel any breath of power in the atmosphere.

This assignment would take patience.

Gareth pulled a few more pages from his stack. “And these young men?”

Silver glanced at them. “I know nothing more than you see there. Seth Ramsey isn’t a pure Elemental—and he’s on some kind of probation or house arrest due to an incident with Becca Chandler. He’s a minor, so the records were sealed. Tyler Morgan isn’t a pure Elemental, either. His sister died five years ago—and it’s rumored that Michael Merrick had a hand in it.”

“I know Tyler Morgan.”

Silver’s eyebrows went up.

Gareth shrugged. “His family was quite vocal about the Merricks at one point. I assume that hasn’t changed?”