“No,” Elys said, “I’d make sure he didn’t.
Even if he wanted to. He doesn’t know he could become a member.”
“I don’t know if I should count on my
teenage daughter to control a teenage boy,” her dad said.
“Really?” Elys asked.
“I…” He faltered, “I’ll get his name
cleared. One step at a time. But I’ll do it after dinner.”
“Ok,” Elys said cheerfully, “Thanks!”
If Dave would have been there he would have
been offended that he was behind dinner in terms of priority. He’d say
something about not getting enough respect or something. He might even claim
that they didn’t really want to help him in their stupid club. But if he’d have
been there, he probably would have mostly felt safer. Well, he would have,
after their conversation.
Instead he was in an abandoned house in the
woods that was provided to him by a race of psychic cannibal women who at one time
had ruled medieval Europe.
When Dave awoke it was light out. He didn’t
turn his phone on because he was afraid that the police could track it with crime science. That nagging feeling
returned when he saw movement in the woods below. He was at the window looking
down. He didn’t remember walking there. The forest was actually pretty cool
looking this early in the morning, he guessed.
When the movement turned out to be Elys he
relaxed. He went downstairs, surprised at how friendly the house felt. The two
upstairs doors were still locked but he figured it didn’t really matter. He
might be leaving soon. He was hungry. He wanted to get some food.
Elys was empty handed but Dave thought it
wasn’t too unlikely that she might head back out and grab him something. He
didn’t want to resort to eating the cat food if he could help it. Although he
did have an undeniable urge to give it a taste.
The first floor was just as empty as ever.
Elys entered before Dave reached the front door.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hey,” she said. She was wearing make-up.
Dave didn’t think she’d been wearing any the night before.
It looked nice. “So,” he started to say.
“So my dad said he’d maybe do something
today,” Elys said, “And he promised to let you join us after everything cooled
down.”
“Really?” Dave asked, not having any way to
know that Elys was lying just a bit, “I mean, I’m still not sure I want to join.”
“You have
to join, Dave,” she said, “I already told him you wanted to.”
“Why
did you tell him that?”
“Because I figured it would make him more
likely to let you join,” Elys said, “And anyway, you’ll need to if you want to
deal with the incisors. Us Bricklayers are the descendants of the Stonehengers.
So we’re the only organization that stands any real chance against them.”
“If the Bricklayers are the only
organization that stands any chance,” Dave said, “What are the other three kids
clubs for grown ups doing, not being dead right now?”
“Whatever,” Elys said, “That’s maybe not
important. Maybe what is important,
is you staying here until my dad tells me it’s safe for you to come back.”
“What is he going to tell the police?” Dave
asked, “Just to ignore this one kid who killed another kid? I don’t think so. I
can’t see how any amount of money would make police ignore a murder like we did
last night.”
“It’s not like we pay them off,” Elys said,
“Maybe you just wouldn’t understand.”
“Sure,” Dave said, “Ok.”
“Thanks for being conciliatory,” Elys said.
“Hah hah,” Dave said, “Hey, quick question,
how did you find me?”
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