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Chapter 43

We’d finally drawn enough attention that people sprang into action. Agents poured out of their offices. Cora looked around wildly, then made to sprint for the door. Someone blocked her exit, and she spun again, searching for an escape. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Cyril Merrithew and several other officers running in. Within seconds they had her tackled and cuffed—enchanted cuffs so she couldn’t do magic. I’d heard that if a practitioner tried to cast a spell while wearing them, they gota nasty shock for their trouble. While I was glad she’d been apprehended, I still couldn’t move. I didn’t know if the spell would wear off or had to be undone. At any rate, I was stuck. And starting to panic.

Too much happened for me to properly track, and all the shouting started getting to me. I tried not to struggle, because I knew it wouldn’t do any good, but I couldn’t remain still. I wanted out of the trap.

Cyril suddenly filled my field of vision. “What the hell, Julian?”