Chapter 34

"Yow. This guy means business." Wesley drummed her fingers on the table. "What would happen if by the time he found you, you were already free? Wishes done, spell broken?"

"I do not know. He would be very, very angry. It would not be impossible that he would simply kill us both."

"With magic? Or would he use something more prosaic, like a gun or a knife?" Again, Wesley brought a practical point of view to the discussion.

"Magic, most likely. He sees himself as being above the petty concerns of mere mortals and would prefer not to descend to that level."

"Do you think we could use a forgetfulness spell, like we did with Zimmerman?" Wesley pondered, munching on peanuts.

Anissa felt her jaw drop. "You are mages? David said you were not."