Chapter 251 Ava: Florice's Fate

My legs tremble as Marcus guides me down the stairs. Each step feels like a monumental effort, and I'm acutely aware of the sweat beading on my upper lip and hairline. The living room comes into view, and I'm taken aback by the sight of Magister Orion pacing in silence, his usual booming presence subdued.

Vanessa's concerned gaze meets mine as we enter and she comes over to help Marcus lead me into a nearby chair.

I sink into it gratefully, my body feeling like it's made of lead.

"Thanks," I manage, offering Vanessa a weak smile. The room seems to spin slightly, and I have to focus to keep my vision steady. "What's going on?"

Magister Orion halts his pacing, his eyes locking onto mine. The gravity in his expression sends a chill down my spine before he even speaks.

"Florice has been murdered."

The words hang in the air, and for a moment, I can't process them. Then reality crashes in, and I feel the blood drain from my face.

"What?" I exclaim, my voice cracking. "How? When?"

More suspicious timing. More odd events. And we're still in the dark, with no idea who is behind any of this.

It's not a coincidence.

Florice was coming to us with information; whatever she found meant something. But the knowledge is now lost to us.

Magister Orion's complexion is ashen, worry etched into every line of his face. He opens his mouth to respond, but Vanessa cuts in.

with strain. "We need to consider our

grimly. "Ava received a phone

frown deepens.

surprise, Tinker appears almost instantly, her mechanical wings whirring softly.

asks, her lilac eyes

Orion gestures to Marcus. "Explain it, the telephonic connection

time, I might have found amusement in Magister Orion's formal way of describing a phone call. But right now I can

the details of the call, and Tinker listens intently, her expression growing more perplexed with each

sound like when Magister Orion speaks?" Tinker

robotic and ominous. This person

in the Fae Ward uses a normal telephone like you do. The magical wards interfere with

process this new information. "Wait,

look sheepish. "I apologize. We assumed you knew. It's common knowledge here

my chair, feeling overwhelmed. "Is it possible for them to call us without sounding like

technology, but it

get a cell phone and bring it into the city for this purpose," Vanessa

could be a vampire living

to know who it is, then. It could

Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At least

the world

distant. "We're dealing with forces beyond our usual understanding. Florice is murdered, and someone tries to get you away from me

ask what we do next, but a glance at Marcus and Vanessa tell me how stressed they are. They're on edge, Marcus standing on the balls of his feet as though ready to jump into action. Vanessa's so tense her fingers

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