The hidden sheaves of paper scribed with his pilfered spells leapt forward in his mind, and he smiled. If he could not enjoy the pleasure of Colette's...company, his magic would certainly suffice.Looking through the papers, he selected what appeared to be the easiest of the three at first glance. Reading the description of the spell, he discovered it was a death spell, something that the Master would never teach him. It was a minor spell, created to kill vermin and insect pests, but was death. She was pretty sure that she had locked it before leaving the other night. She frowned at the idea that Tim and some stranger invited themselves into the house. She growled and said, “What are they doing in our house?”Hearing the anger in her voice, Mike turned to Karen. In a serious voice, he said, “Don’t make an issue out of it.”“I don’t like it that they went in without us being there,” Karen said.“Please, don’t make an issue out of it,” Mike repeated.Surprised by his attitude, Karen turned. “I bleed more than that when I have a papercut.” She put up a strong façade, but her hands were shaking a bit too much to fool me.After I was back on limited duty and could take care of myself, Simone shredded her retirement packet and managed to finagle a job working for Langley again. Apparently, there was a man that no one knew for sure what his name was, but he was an information broker. All anyone knew was that he had virtually no electronic footprint (either that or his computer geeks. The tent poles gave the kids a little more difficulty than anticipated since they were so long that the kids had difficulty controlling them. Once again, Ed came to their rescue and put the poles in place. In minutes, the little tent they would use during the night was erected.Staring at the tent, Little John couldn’t believe that they would actually sleep in it that night. He turned to Ed and asked, “Is this where we are sleeping tonight?”“Yes, it is.”“Wow, that’s neat.” He crawled into the.