I made my steps slow as I crossed the office and handed Edden the phone. “It’s a finding spell tuned to find unmarked graves. Nick will tell you all about it, Captain, so you can be sure it’s legal. You remember him, don’t you?”

Edden took the phone, the slim pink rectangle looking ridiculous in his thick hands. “If it’s so simple, why didn’t you tell me about it before?”

I gave him a nervous smile. “It uses ley lines.”

Trent’s face froze. His gaze darted to my demon-marked wrist, and he leaned back into his chair and Jonathan’s protection. I arched my eyebrows though my stomach was in knots. If he protested, he would look guilty. His hands moved with a nervous quickness as he reached for his wire-rimmed glasses and tapped them on the desktop. “Please,” he said as if he had any say in the matter. “Invoke your charm. I’d be interested to see how much an earth witch such as yourself knows about ley line magic.”

“Me, too,” Edden said dryly before he put the phone to his ear and began talking to Nick in low, intent tones, making sure what I was going to do fell within the FIB warrant, most likely.

“We’ll have to move,” I said almost to myself. “I need to find a ley line to stand in.”

“Ah, Ms. Morgan,” Trent said, clearly agitated as he sat up straight in his chair. The wire-rimmed glasses he had put back on made him look less sophisticated, giving him a softer, almost harmless look. I thought he looked a little pale, too.

Right, I thought snidely as I closed my eyes to make it easier to find a ley line with my second sight. Like you have a ley line running through your garden.

I reached out with my thoughts, searching for the red smear of ever-after. My breath hissed in and my eyes flashed open. I stared at Trent.

The man had a freaking ley line running right through his freaking office.

Twenty

Mouth agape, I looked across the office to Trent. His face was tight and drawn as he sat flanked by Jonathan. Neither looked happy. My pulse raced. Trent knew it was there. He could use ley lines. That meant he was either human or witch. Vamps couldn’t pull on them, and humans who could and were subsequently infected with the vamp virus lost the ability. I didn’t know what frightened me more, that Trent used ley lines or that he knew I knew. God help me. I was halfway to knowing Trent’s most precious secret of what the hell he was.