10:30 PM Las Vegas, Nv.
Robyn didn't call Angelo at sunrise the night she arrived in Perth.
(10 hour time difference) He headed straight from the Mirage to
Michael's Penthouse. He would not take no from James or that Michael
was not there. He would not trust anyone with the recording he had
made of his and Robyn's last day together. And the little mortal
hedge wizard had mind games of his own he played with James to get
him to comply.
He quickly told Michael who he was
"Look, man, you need
to see this. Now". His voice insistent. "Robyn is missing.
She was supposed to call me from Perth this morning. -She went to
see a 'son' of yours. She didn't call." Angelo is frantic and
obviously extremely worried about his friend. "Robyn never
misses checking in
I'm breaking Robyn's confidence even coming
here. But Mr. Youngblood I believe that your niece is in danger."
Michael motioned to James to wait . Michael sat back half amused,
Angelo had stones to get past James and walk in his office. He of
course already knew where his niece was at.
He hands Michael the digital camcorder. "It's already cued
up sir, just hit the little red button."
Sunrise in the background painted the Vegas skies brilliant orange
and blue through the plate glass windows of the Mirage suite. McCann
was suffering from a nasty hangover. Becca shooed Angelo and Robyn
out the door then ran at a dead run for the bathroom sliding in
on her knees to pay homage to the porcelain god. Ragazy caught it
all on film. Robyn's laughter can be heard in the background, Becca
groans -"go away and let me die in peace." Ragazy handed
Mac a helmet and a small pair of gloves. Moments later the two raced
out across town and up into the mountains until they come to the
dam from there they went towards Lake Powell... The two sat on the
edge of the bluffs. The bike silhouetted against the red rocks of
the Painted Desert. They watched the herons and cranes in flight
back to their nests in the rocks. High above an eagle wheeled in
the air, searching for prey. Robyn pointed out a coyote.
Angelo popped open a soda for her and a brew for himself. "
Beautiful." Angelo said. " I know why you like this
place so much Robyn." Angelo's demeanor grew more serious
as he sat down beside her, their legs dangling over the edge.
Robyn tossed a pebble into the river below them. "Why do
you stay with him, Robyn?"
"Chica you have to know what he is? "
"What is he, Angelo? He's a businessman."
"Robyn, don't play with me. He is no man; he's one of the
"He is my uncle, Angelo. What of it, if he was? What harm
have you seen him do? Tell me? He runs a Pharmaceutical company
that helps millions including the poor. He raised me when my parents
died and loved me as if I were his own daughter. I am the pampered,
shielded heiress of a fortune. Educated at the best schools. Denied
nothing, except being my uncle's friend. He needs nothing from
"Does he know, Chica?" Angelo thought for a moment
of what he was about to say, and then gently asked. "Does
he know you are in love with him and have never taken another
to your bed?" He grew bolder with each word. " Robyn
he's nearly 90 years old as near as I can tell maybe older. You
need to come talk with Vincent at the foundation house, before
"What?" Robyn turned to face him. "So I can spill
my uncle's secrets? What makes you think I know anything? Do you
think Michael is a fool Angelo?" Angelo pulled her to him,
wrapping an arm around her waist, caressing her cheek wiping away
her tears. "I did not mean to make you cry, Chica
Magick flowed through her she could feel it as surely as one felt
the approach of a lightening storm, it raced through her blood and
then along the outside of her skin she knew he felt it too "Robyn,
what is that?"
"Let go of me, Angelo, Now. I can't
The startled look in his eyes when the static magick shocked him
making him land on his butt some four feet away. " That's new.
Chica." He looked up at her and busted up laughing, "Was
that last line something about controlling it?" He stood up
and dusted off and rubbed his bruised butt. "You could rub
this for me." He flashed a cheesy smile to Robyn. "You're
doing a fine job, Ragazy." Tears glittered in Robyn's eyes
as they laughed. She was not angry with Angelo. She always sensed
he knew. Angelo was Arcanum. He was better than the family priest,
he could know everything but could not tell anyone other than the
order. But he had kept Robyn's secrets. Robyn had told Angelo bits
and pieces of her own magical abilities
but of Michael, she
had been as silent as the tomb. She had known her uncle was more
than human since she was little. It didn't take a rocket scientist
to know he did not breathe from sunrise till just before sunset.
It simply didn't matter. Michael would never die and would not leave
her as her parents had. He was strong enough to withstand the monster
that took her parents away in the caves of Chaco Canyon.
But Ragazy was not going to stop and she knew it. The Agent in
him wouldn't let him. A raven's feather landed next to her, she
picked it up and twirled it between her thumb and forefinger. "Listen
Ragazy because I will only say these things now and then forever
deny them. My price for what I am about to tell you are the files
on my uncle- *all* of the files are to be destroyed - I want to
see that happen. Do you agree?"
"All right, I will destroy all files that contain information
on your uncle and remove them from the databases as well. "I'll
see to the past Journals as well." Angelo promised.
"Thanks Ragazy. It's the least I can do for him." Robyn
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