Elys
waited outside while the meeting proceeded. She felt she had much more
important things to do than wait around in meetings. But her father had already
asked her to wait for him. He said he had something for her, a mission, a final
test before she’d be able to take a position beside him on the Board.
So he came out before anyone else
did, closed the door behind him, and cleared his throat.
“Yes?” Elys asked.
“It’s no secret that we’ve had a
very important artifact go missing,” he said, “We have leads, which all point
to the brother of a friend of yours. A kid named William Prestige. He picked up
a briefcase that a couple of Greys were watching over and took it somewhere. I
need you to find out where he took
it.”
“Got it,” Elys said, “I’ll find your
briefcase.”
“You don’t need to find it,” her
father said, “I just want to know whose hands it passed into after William
dropped it off somewhere. We have suspicions that the Strifepalms are to blame.
An informant said that they were very interested in the artifact; interested in
destroying it. It could be the artifact is gone.”
“What is it?” Elys asked. She had
her arms crossed; was tapping against the sides of her ribcages in impatience.
“I can’t tell you what it is,” her
father said, shrugging, “The boy, William, seems the most obvious choice. Go and
rough him up. Your friend, Dani, may know something too.
“So,” Elys said, “Find where the
briefcase went after Will had it. Seems easy. Why not hand this off to Georgie,
Elmer, or Yarl?”
“Goons don’t have subtlety,” her
father said, “They’ll be on hand to deal with anything you could possibly need
help with, if you need an extra pair of hands or two. But above all, avoid
direct confrontation whenever possible.”
“Right,” Elys said, “I should work
on keeping our pride intact.”
“Exactly,” her father said, “I am
glad to see that you see it my way. Your acceptance of this mission solidifies
my agreement to allow your friend membership into the Bricklayers. If you fail
this mission, I will exonerate him.”
“I won’t fail this mission,” Elys
said, “I’ve done greater things.”
He smiled and nodded. He was, if
nothing else, a proud father, who understood that he’d raised this girl well.
“I’ll see you at home,” she said.
“That I will,” he said, “If you’re
still up, we’ll be having lasagna.”
“Maybe I will stay up for that,” she
said. They turned; her father walked back into the meeting and Elys walked out the
double doors to her car, which was parked just across the street. Since walking
Dave back to his house, she’d done little else than drive out to the Brick
Center and wait for her dad. She started the engine with the feeling that she
was finally going to get a moment to herself.
As she parked in the driveway of her
home, she became aware that she was not
alone. She glanced in the rearview to see a pair of blue eyes watching her from
across the street. She got out of the car and turned, “I see you!” She shouted.
Elys saw a toothy grin. And then the
eyes disappeared.
Elys wished that she’d be able to
catch Bira one of those days and make her pay for everything she ever did.
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