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Chapter 5

“You say you’re protected.” I had settled with my butt on an outcrop of rock, giving me the double advantage of covering my back and making it look like I was just lounging, totally in control of the situation. The first rule of interrogation, as per Benjamin Venec, was to proceed as though you were utterly certain that you would be given all the answers you wanted, in time. Let the perp worry about how you planned to get those answers.

“You can’t make us talk,” the third girl said, all spitfire defiance. Oh, darling, I just did. But I only smiled and nodded my head. “You’re right, I can’t. Well, I could, but that would be messy and you’d probably lie, anyway. At first.”

I let that sink in for half a breath.

“Seriously,” I continued, girl-to-girl. “You’re not dumb. You know what I am—you weren’t surprised by the magic—so you know I can do stuff you can’t.”

There was a twitch at that, just the slightest twitch, but I caught it. Rorani had said these girls were all Nulls, hadn’t she? I tried to remember. The missing girls were all Nulls, mine and Danny’s. Did they think they could do magic, too? Had their protector gathered them here to be some kind of modern hedge-witch coven? Well, stranger things than that had happened in the Park before, the past few hundred years, but…