caught him by surprise, causing him to stumble backward.
Chris, in his struggle to climb out of the dumbwaiter before Cassie could reach him, slipped out headfirst and hit the floor with a thump.
A few silent seconds passed before he screamed out in pain, clutching his left arm.
âNow youâve done it,â Doug said. âYou broke my brother.â
âSeriously, Cassie,â Sean said. âYou didnât have to humiliate him like that.â
âI barely touched him,â Cassie screamed out.
âHeâs in pain,â Diana said.
âDuh.â Doug helped Chris to his feet. âI think his arm is broken.â
âI guess Nick isnât the only one with anger issues.â Deborah glanced at Cassie and then went to Chrisâs other side for support.
âHeâs in pain,â Diana shouted out again. âDo you understand what this means?â
Cassie thought back to her car accident a few weeks ago, when she walked away unscathed, and she suddenly comprehended Dianaâs shock. âThe protective spell is broken,â Cassie said.
A spine-chilling quiet fell over the room as everyone realized what this meant for their safety.
âScarlett in the gym last night,â Diana said. âShe wasnât there to ruin our dance. She was destroying the only thing keeping us alive.â
CHAPTER 10
âI figured out a way to open my fatherâs book,â Cassie said to Adam, pulling the gunmetal chest out from under her bed and the key from its hidden compartment in her jewelry box.
She had asked Adam to stay while the others accompanied Chris to the hospital. Now that the protection spell had been broken, they didnât have a moment to waste. They needed to end these hunters, once and for all.
âHow?â he asked.
Cassie showed him the obsidian crystal and explained how it worked as a buffer to the bookâs dark energy. Cassie and Adam settled down on her bedroom floor, the bookin front of them. Cassie opened it, knowing it would singe her fingers a bit before she could get the crystal in place, and it did. But once the rock had been set down, weighing upon the bookâs spine and clearing its energy, the bookâs first two pages were visible.
âThis is incredible.â Adam leaned over the book on his hands and knees, closely examining each brushstroke before him. âI recognize a few familiar symbols here. From my hunt for the Master Tools a while ago. Some of these same inscriptions were on Black Johnâs map.â
Cassie couldnât keep herself from smiling. âI was hoping youâd say something like that.â
âIâll look back through my old research and see what I can find. Do you think we can take the book to my house?â
The idea of the book leaving her bedroom rattled Cassie and she faltered. âI donât think so,â she stuttered. âYouâre better off bringing your research here.â
âYou know, Cassie,â Adam said. âNow that the protection spell is broken, and Scarlett is getting closer, I think itâs time we looped in the rest of the Circle.â
Cassie shook her head before he could say anything more. âWeâve already discussed this. I told you, I need some time before I tell the Circle I have the book. Iâm not going to say it again.â
âThis is some really dark stuff, Cassie.â Adam pointed at the textâs ominous squiggly lines. âLook at it. Decoding this is going to require as many of us working on it as possible. I think itâs worth a shot.â
âOh, is that what you think? You think itâs worth a shot?â Cassie realized she was shouting, but she couldnât stop herself. âWell, hereâs what I think,â she said. âI think itâs my book, not yours. And itâs my issue to deal with, not the Circleâs.â
âYou donât have to yell at me,â Adam said
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