Magic Hunter (The Rover 4)

I looked at Fin as I pulled the paper closer. “Does that really work?”

“Yes, our magic will ensure it. We’ll be incapable of harming her.”

I read the text and then pushed it back. “Nope, not signing it unless it states she won’t harm us in return. Otherwise, she could come in here, open fire, and we’d be powerless to stop her.”

Helix took the paper, waved his hand over it, then gave it back. “Acceptable now?”

I noted that it didn’t have any provision for Helix trying to hurt us, but I suspected if he wanted that we’d be dead already. He seemed like the type to kill them fast and bury the bodies where no one would ever find them.

We both signed and I shoved the paper toward him. “There. We’ve jumped through your hoops. Now get her here.”

Chapter Thirteen

HELIX BLINKED OUT OF existence.

I stared at the spot he’d previously been occupying and turned to Fin. “That was so cool. Can you do that?”

He frowned severely at the spot. “No, I can’t.”

“I didn’t know fae could do things like that. Why don’t I have teleporting abilities?”

He shook his head, but a small smile played on his lips. “You might when you’re older. It takes time to grow into special abilities.”

I made a face at him but settled back into the couch to wait. “I wonder how long it’ll take him to come back.”

Fin shrugged. “It depends on whether he can teleport others with him. If so, I suspect fast, if not, then as long as it takes for them to drive from where the woman is hiding out.”

What other little tricks did Helix have up his sleeve? Since the moment we met I knew we’d need to keep an eye on him, but with this new little nugget of info we’d need to be extra wary. If he could teleport himself or anyone else anywhere, it meant he would be a hard man to escape if necessary.

Fin sat beside me, tense, his hands fisted on his knee, his entire body rigid with tension. Hell, he might be meeting the sister he’d been searching for. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

Nothing else needed to be said.

A knock at the door caught both our attention. “If he disappeared like that, why...”

The corner of Fin’s lip curled up. “The wards. He can’t transport into them, but he can transport out. After all, they are meant to keep things away not contained.”

I shoved at his shoulder. “Go open the door for him.”

Fin hopped up, and opened the door to usher Helix back inside. But he entered alone. Fin’s shoulders dropped as he stared out into the empty hallway then calmly closed the door.

Helix took his seat and produced a contract. “Sign first, and then she’ll be here.”

When Fin opened his mouth to argue, I pasted my fingers over his lips. “We’ll sign and get this thing on the road.”

A sharp pinch hit my middle finger and I jerked away. The bastard bit me. While glaring, he pulled the paperwork toward him, read every single word two times, and them signed his name on the bottom.

“I don’t appreciate the break in protocol having me sign this first,” he said.

Helix grabbed the contract and set it back on his side of the table. “Your notes on my customer service are appreciated. Wait one minute, and I’ll return with her.”

He disappeared again.

I gripped Fin’s hand tighter. There was nothing that could prepare him for a moment like this. Years he’d been searching for her and not finding her, and she was just about to walk in our front door. Hopefully.

I was only eighty-five percent certain Melinda was Sol. It wasn’t if I’d had any real interactions with the woman. Would Fin recognize her? It had been a long time since they’d been in each other’s presence.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked, trying to ease the tension in him, to stop the ache I could feel through our bond.