I turned and felt a thousand pounds of grief drop from my shoulders. Leaning against the door in a leopard-spotted jumpsuit was a dark-haired lady with golden eyes and two very large knives.
“Bast!” Sadie cried.
The cat goddess gave us a playful smile, as if she had all kinds of trouble in mind. “Someone call for a chaperone?”
A few days later, Sadie had a long phone conversation with Gran and Grandpa Faust in London. They didn’t ask to talk to me, and I didn’t listen in. When Sadie came back down to the Great Room, she had a faraway look in her eyes. I was afraid—very afraid—that she was missing London.
“Well?” I asked reluctantly.
“I told them we were all right,” she said. “They told me the police have stopped bothering them about the explosion at the British Museum. Apparently the Rosetta Stone turned up unharmed.”
“Like magic,” I said.
Sadie smirked. “The police decided it might’ve been a gas explosion, some sort of accident. Dad’s off the hook, as are we. I could go home to London, they said. Spring term starts in a few weeks. My mates Liz and Emma have been asking about me.”
The only sound was the crackle of fire in the hearth. The Great Room suddenly seemed bigger to me, emptier.
At last I said, “What did you tell them?”
Sadie raised an eyebrow. “God, you’re thick sometimes. What do you think?”
“Oh.” My mouth felt like sandpaper. “I guess it’ll be good to see your friends and get back your old room, and—”
Sadie punched my arm. “Carter! I told them I couldn’t very well go home, because I already was home. This is where I belong.
Thanks to the Duat, I can see my friends whenever I want. And besides, you’d be lost without me.”
I must’ve grinned like a fool, because Sadie told me to wipe the silly look off my face—but she sounded pleased about it. I suppose she knew she was right, for once. I would’ve been lost without her. [And no, Sadie, I can’t believe I just said that either.]
Just when things were settling down to a nice safe routine, Sadie and I embarked on our new mission. Our destination was a school that Sadie had seen in a dream. I won’t tell you which school, but Bast drove us a long way to get there. We recorded this tape along the way. Several times the forces of chaos tried to stop us. Several times we heard rumors that our enemies were starting to hunt down other descendants of the pharaohs, trying to thwart our plans.
We got to the school the day before the spring term started. The hallways were empty, and it was easy to slip inside. Sadie and I picked a locker at random, and she told me to set the combination. I summoned some magic and mixed around the numbers: 13/32/33. Hey, why mess with a good formula?
Sadie said a spell and the locker began to glow. Then she put the package inside and closed the door.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked.
She nodded. “The locker is partially in the Duat. It’ll store the amulet until the right person opens it.”
“But if the djed falls into the wrong hands—”
“It won’t,” she promised. “The blood of the pharaohs is strong. The right kids will find the amulet. If they figure out how to use it, their powers should awaken. We have to trust that the gods will guide them to Brooklyn.”
“We won’t know how to train them,” I argued. “No one has studied the path of the gods for two thousand years.”
“We’ll figure it out,” Sadie said. “We have to.”
“Unless Apophis gets us first,” I said. “Or Desjardins and the House of Life. Or unless Set breaks his word. Or a thousand other things go wrong.”
“Yes,” Sadie said with a smile. “Be fun, eh?”
We locked the locker and walked away.
Now we’re back at the Twenty-first Nome in Brooklyn.
We’re going to send out this tape to a few carefully chosen people and see if it gets published. Sadie believes in fate. If the story falls into your hands, there’s probably a reason. Look for the djed. It won’t take much to awaken your power. Then the trick is learning to use that power without dying.
As I said at the beginning: the whole story hasn’t happened yet. Our parents promised to see us again, so I know we’ll have to go back to the Land of the Dead eventually, which I think is fine with Sadie, as long as Anubis is there.