Rise of Rain - Sequel to Tower Falling

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

~Andie~

"We're supposed to meet up with Dylan and the guys," Danny said, skimming the text message. "Same place as usual, I'm assuming. He doesn't mention otherwise." I hummed in response, reading the message off my own phone. "Um, I bought you lunch."

"I saw that," I said flatly, sliding my phone into my back pocket. Fortunately for Danny, angry as I was at him, I was also starting to get really hungry. I crossed over to the kitchen counter and grabbed a few fries out of the takeout bag. "Don't think that your attempt at bribing me with food is going to make me forget what happened this morning."

His voice was quiet. "I didn't think that," he said. But his tone very clearly suggested that he had at least hoped that it would. "What do you think we should do about that woman? Should we let the others know?"

I shrugged and pulled out the cheeseburger that was waiting at the bottom of the bag for me. I ate half of it before bothering to respond to Danny's question. "Probably. I doubt she meant any real harm, but she knows a lot more about us than she should."

"Think Dylan will be able to do something about her? He's still in with the FBI."

I glanced up at Danny, and his expression changed from curious to slightly nervous. "I'm surprised you'd want to bring him into this at all." My tone was biting, and he flinched. I only felt a little bad about it. 

I finished the rest of the food quickly, occasionally letting Danny have a few fries for himself. Tossing the empty bag into the garbage, I brushed excess salt off on my jeans and motioned with my head toward the door. "We should get going. But we're not done with this conversation."

"I know."

I followed Danny out the door as he swiped the keys to his motorcycle from where they hung on the wall. We locked - and double-checked that we locked - the door behind us, hoping no other crazy wannabe magicians would be attempting to break in while we were out. I knew I had locked the door behind me this morning in my journey to figure out what Danny was up to; the woman from before must've been really good at picking locks. I smirked. Jack would be interested in hearing about that, for sure.

oOoOo

Danny directed the motorcycle around another sharp turn, causing the few loose strands of my hair to whip against the lower half of my face. Up ahead of us I could see Jack and Merritt talking, Jack appearing to be teaching the older man how to throw playing cards efficiently. When they saw Danny and I approaching, they stopped what they were doing and waved. They were saying something quietly to each other, but I couldn't hear what it was. Honestly, I didn't need to.

Jack approached Danny quickly as we walked over, holding his hand out to shake. "Danny, what's up man?"

Danny rolled his eyes at me and placed his hand in Jack's. I stifled a laugh and hung back. Merritt sidled up beside me with a deck of cards. "Hey," Danny said.

Jack immediately whipped Danny's hand upward toward his face and began speaking rapidly. "Stare at the palm of your hand and as your eyes change focus, you will begin to notice - "

"Everything, because I'm not hypnotized. It's not working." Danny ripped his hand away from Jack and dropped it back to his side. He glanced over his shoulder at Merritt and me, spying the mentalist beginning to attempt to throw a playing card. He turned back to Jack and indicated toward Merritt. "Please don't become him."

The four of us began walking toward the building we usually held meetings in. It was your standard run of the mill sketchy abandoned building used for nothing but trouble. Danny's shoulders were tense; mad at him as I was, I wasn't blind to his apparent frustration. The woman from before must've really gotten to him. That or I was finally starting to upset him. "I didn't know you guys did party tricks when there weren't floozies around to impress," he said coldly.