Chapter 8

“You did not just say…magic.”

Jesse stared back. “You’re not aware of the existence of magic.” It wasn’t a question. “I thought that since you’ve been talking to Jonah that maybe he…So you don’t have any idea what he’s doing here or what he’s looking for?”

David’s words were carefully chosen, carefully enunciated. “He’s a historian with an interest in the occult. He said he was here because he needed a rare book to complete his current project. Did he lie to me?”

“No. Technically, that’s the truth. He was, until recently, completing his M.A. in history. He also has a recent interest in the occult. But…well, the reason for that interest isn’t important.” Jesse offered an understanding smile. “Do you think we’re crazy now?”

“You wouldn’t be the first,” Gideon said, though Jesse’s nudge beneath the table indicated that maybe he shouldn’t have spoken up at all.

David still appeared unconvinced. “What is it exactly you think we’re going to come up against?”