The Trinity of Magic (Book 2 of the Trinity series)

Chapter 8

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I made my way to the back alley of the mall. I stood around, waiting for Gerrard to appear. I felt shivers go up and down my spine as I waited in the eerie looking alley. The walls were made of brick and were dirty, the ground was littered with garbage. I could make out a security camera just above me. I wondered if it worked. And if it did, what the security guards would think once Gerrard Transported into the alley.

A faint popping noise indicated his arrival. I looked up at him and then pointed at the camera.

"It doesn't work," Gerrard told me, walking up to me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Because," he said, "I'm the one that made it stop."

I rolled my eyes at him and he took my arm. We landed gracefully on the ground in front of the tall wrought iron gates of Eljah's mansion. It looked a lot less haunted in the daylight, which was a relief to me. I followed Gerrard into the house after he tapped the doors with that metal stick thing.

"What is that?" I asked him.

"Elijah fashioned one for each of us. They were tree branches, but Ellijah infused them with silver. They act as a key to get in and out of the manor. And they also serve as a means of communication," he explained.

"How do they help you communicate?" I asked.

"It freezes when he's calling a regular meeting, it burns when he's holding an urgent meeting. Things like that," he told me. I nodded.

"Will I get one?" I asked.

"Maybe," he replied. "If he decides to keep you alive and on our side," he added with a smirk. I glared at him, but felt my heart race faster nonetheless. Would Elijah really kill me?

Gerrard led me to a different room this time. It looked like it was supposed to serve the purpose of a formal dining room, but at the moment, it looked more like a meeting room. There was a long wrought iron table with delicate designs in the center of the room with several dozen chairs around it. Elijah was sitting on the far end, by the windows. The curtain in front of one of the windows was drawn back, allowing light to pour in.

Next to him were his two minions, the man and the woman. Other than that, the room was empty.

"Ah, Caley. So good to have you," Elijah told me.

"How long is this going to take?" I asked, ignoring his greeting. His eyebrow twitched in amusement.

"How long do you have?" he questioned.

"Well, I told my father what you told me to tell him. Typically, movies last an hour and a half and then shopping would take another hour or two. So I have about three hours," I said.

"That's plenty of time. You'll be back before 5," Elijah said.

"Good," I said, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

"Thank you, Gerrard. You may leave," he said. Gerrard nodded respectfully at Elijah and then exited the room.

"So, I trust you now know what the Trinity is?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Gerrard explained it to me," I said.

"Do you have any questions?" he asked.

"A few, but they don't all have to do with the Trinity," I said.

"I won't answer anything about your mother until later," Elijah told me.