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Chapter 13 - Suspicion

The warm sun shines down on Grace, bringing a pleasant change from the cold bitter weather inhabiting the past week. She walks through the busy morning streets until she reaches a small cheesecake shop on the corner of the block. The delicious smell and carefree atmosphere welcomes her inside.
She quickly spots Talysa sitting on a table in a quiet corner, near a window, away from nosey people searching for gossip. Happily Grace sits down opposite her friend.
"So what did you need to tell me?" Grace asks cheerily, she watches as the smile falls from her friends lips, her red lipstick matching her equally as bright red boots.
"Do you Rember that demon..." Talysa asks carefully.
"Yes, what about it." Grace responds, mimicking Talysa's tone.
"I need you to summon it." Talysa says taking in a sharp breath.
"I thought you were on our side!?" Grace whisper-yells, trying not to attract attention.
"I am! But if I don't get you to do this Vincent will kill me!" Grace takes a deep breath. I have to, otherwise my best friend will die.
"Fine... " Grace says sounding uneasy. Suddenly Talysa takes a small, slightly worn book out of her bag. It's black cover is decorated with silver lines and swirls, creating a border around the cover. Grace recognises it instantly.
"Vincent said to give you this." Talysa says sliding the book across the table to Grace.
"This is the book with the demon in it, right? The same one from last time." Talysa just nods as a response. Grace slips it into her bag and stands up.
"The demon is on the bookmarked page. Don't show it too anyone." Talysa says her voice laced with urgency.
"I won't." Grace answers simply and walks out of the small shop.

Talysa leaves the cheesecake shop a few minutes after Grace, she couldn't possibly leave without odering a warm mocha with mini marshmallows, and a slice of chocolate cheesecake. She texts Vincent as she walks. A few moments later her phone is ringing. Talysa rolls her eyes. Why can't he just text back!?
"Hello." Talysa says sounding more unimpressed than a vegetarian lion.
"So, you got her to agree." Vincent responds.
"Yes."
"Good, I expect you to be back tomorrow, and bring the warlock."
"What time?" Talysa asks, already
fed-up with this conversation.
"Eleven thirty." Vincinet replies, as if the answer was obvious.
"AM?" Talysa asks hoping he says yes.
"No. Make sure your not followed. I can't risk anyone finding out." Talysa sighs and hangs up the phone before He can say anymore. This is going to be great.

Jamie watches silently as Talysa walks away. Do people know about this? He runs back to the Institute, not stopping until he's inside. I'm too late, he thinks bitterly. Talysa sat with Ally and Audrey, chatting casualy. Ally turns to see him and raises an eyebrow, Jamie notices he's been glaring at Talysa this whole time.
He sneaks quietly past the table, managing to stay hidden from Talysa and Audrey. He walks into the room he's staying in and locks the door behind him. He stares at his empty room, the still packed duffel bag thrown lazily in the corner. They obviously don't know that their friend is a spy, I need to get to the bottom of this. Which means I'll have to stay longer than I had hoped. Hesitantly Jamie walks over and finally unpacks.

Ally turns back to the conversation, but isn't really listening. Why was he looking at Tj like that. Mabey he knows the truth about her as well. I need to go talk to him later and find out, but first...
"Hey Tj?" Ally asks.
"Yes?"
"Where were you all morning?"
"I was with Grace, we went to the cheesecake shop." Talysa answers. Ally nods as Talysa resumes her conversation with Audrey. Why didn't she invite us? What If she convinced Grace To Help her in her evil scheme!
"Ally are you okay?" Audrey asks, pulling Ally out of thought.
"You look panicked, or stressed." Talysa adds, her face painted with concern.
"I'm fine, but I might go lay down for a little while." Ally stands up and leaves before Talysa or Audrey could reply. Somthings smells fishy. And I really hope it's not Izzy's soup.