“But that’s good,” she said. “If we can find out who cast the curse, then it’ll be easier to cure. Different supernaturals have different abilities, and it will narrow down our search if we know what the culprit was capable of.”
“We’re going to be fine,” Mac said. “You’re the best there is.”
“But I haven’t found an antidote yet,” Eve said. “Hell, we don’t even know what’s going to happen to you.”
“But you whipped up something to hold off the effects, so we’re good.” Mac squeezed her hand. “We’ve got this, don’t worry.”
I looked between Mac and Eve, worry streaking through me. Mac was putting on a brave face, but this was bad.
Seraphia met my gaze. “How did it go with the Devil? What did you learn besides the fact that he’ll seek another copy of A Most Elucidating History of Guild City?”
I explained about his memory and our hopes to unlock it.
“I like that plan,” Mac said.
“He said he’ll meet you tomorrow morning?” Seraphia asked.
“Yes. His friend will hopefully have a copy of the book by then.”
“Good,” Eve said, “because these two need to rest. I don’t want them getting too tired or weak. It could give the curse a better foothold on them.”
I nodded. “Let’s head up to my place. We’ll get some food, rest, and come up with a game plan. There’s probably something we’re missing.”
Mac grinned. “Like a girls’ night!”
“A girls’ night with a goal,” I said. “And an early bedtime.”
“Of course. But I like this plan.” She looked at Seraphia. “Will you come?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, you, silly. We need to go over all the facts again. But more importantly, you’re cool, and you should come hang out with us.”
Seraphia smiled. “Okay.”
“Let’s do my flat,” I suggested.
“I’m going to leave everything like it is and lock up,” Eve said. “I can clean this mess tomorrow.”
“Good plan,” I said, and shepherded the others toward the front.
It took her less than half a minute to finish her stuff and grab her keys. I got the history book, and we headed out of her shop, Eve and Seraphia in the lead.
I hung back with Mac. “Are you really okay?”
“Yeah.” She nudged me with her shoulder. “Don’t worry so much.”
“And Seraphia?”
“She’s fine, too.”
“She seems a bit lonely.” I thought back to her eyes. “Not sure why. Just something about her.”
“She keeps to herself, mostly. In our world, you tend not to poke when someone does that. You never know what they’re hiding.”
“But you trust her?”
“Yeah. I think she’s got a bad past, but I trust her. And no one should be lonely.”