Chapter 25

“Tell me you at least know what he wants with the graves.” Gideon knew he sounded like he was pleading, but at this point, he needed a crumb.

“No, not yet. It’s been a bit hard to concentrate tonight. But um…” He bent, rifling through the books he could reach. When he didn’t find the book he wanted, he slid from the couch to the floor and felt around until his fingers closed on a thick volume. “According to Derek, there have been fourteen desecrations. Fourteen is an insignificant number for magic. But eighteen.” He flipped through the pages and then held it up triumphantly. “Eighteen. Two sets of nine. We have time to figure it out and stop whoever it is we’re looking for.”

He took the book but only cast a cursory glance at the pages. Magic had never been his forte. It was why he’d initially brought Jesse on board. But if Jess said they had time to stop whatever it was John and his rival were working toward, that was good enough for Gideon.