He takes a last pull of his coffee, sweetened with sugar and a spell to guarantee his security. Zack sets the cup on the sea wall. He drapes an arm casually over my shoulder. Ill walk you out.
When were at the car, he opens the door. See you at the office on Monday.
He waits until Ive secured my seat belt and started the engine to turn back to the house. Then, with a wave, hes gone, disappearing through the front door and pulling it closed behind him without a parting glance my way.
I sit for a moment, staring after him. The empty envelope in my jacket pocket crackles when I lean forward to release the emergency brake. I take it out, crumple it, and toss it on the passenger seat. Loneliness like the cut of a razor slashes at my gut. I wish Liz could cast a spell that would make me forget these last few days. But she cant. I tried using magic before, to forget other tragic losses, or as Demeter would call them, mistakes. Remembering is part of my punishment, the penance Demeter exacts. I can feel the goddess watching, feel the chill of her smile of satisfaction that I will remember every moment Zack and I spent together. That I will remember how Zack felt inside me and how my body responded to his touch. But worse, I will remember how good we were together. I will think of it every time I look into his eyes and see reflected there not love, but the casual concern of one coworker for another. Mirroring that indifference will be torture. Suddenly I cant breathe. I roll down my window.
Air rushes in, so cold it burns my skin. I close my eyes. I know what this means. Demeter is here. Her voice comes to me as frigid as the web of ice that now covers my windshield.
You did the right thing, Ligea.
Demeter stands on a sheet of ice between Zacks front door and the car. As she walks toward me, frost spreads across the ground, following her like deaths shadow. Her cobalt eyes are as unforgiving as ever, but her sword is sheathed.
How many more? How many more will I have to save?
Until I am satisfied. And I will be watching you, watching you with this man.
Its over between us.
Demeter smiles. For now. Hes different. You and I both know it.
My phone buzzes. Theres a text message coming in. But the tears clouding my vision prevent me from reading it. When I look up, Demeter is gone. I squeeze my eyes shut, count to ten, then look again at my phone. The message is from Johnson.
Sorry to interrupt your weekend, I read. But theres a girl missing. We need you to come in.
I get ready to reply when Zacks front door opens. Hes rushing toward me, coat in one hand, cell phone in the other.
Glad you havent left, he says. Johnson sent me a text.
Just got one, too. Looks like weve got a new case.
Never a dull moment or a day off.
Regretting that transfer yet?
Zack shakes his head and buckles his seat belt. Nope. Hey, a little luck, your special skill set, and my combination of strength, guile, and boyish charm, we might even solve this one.
To Zack I say, Lets go, partner. To myself I repeat the words I always say at the beginning of every case.
Redemption could be one rescue away.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
S. J. Harper is the pen name for the writing team of Samantha Sommersby and Jeanne C. Stein, two friends who met at Comic-Con in San Diego and quickly bonded over a mutual love of good wine, edgy urban fantasy, and everything Joss Whedon.
Samantha Sommersby left what she used to call her real-life day job in the psychiatric field to pursue writing full-time in 2007. She is the author of more than ten novels and novellas, including the critically acclaimed Forbidden series. She currently lives with her husband and cocker spaniel, Buck, in a century-old Southern California Craftsman. Sam happily spends her days immersed in a world where vampires, werewolves, and demons are real, myths and legends are revered, magic is possible, and love still conquers all.
Jeanne Stein is the national bestselling author of The Anna Strong Vampire Chronicles. She also has numerous short story credits, including most recently the novella Blood Debt from the New York Times bestselling anthology Hexed. Her series has been picked up in three foreign countries and her short stories published in collections here in the U.S. and the U.K. She lives in Denver, Colorado, where she finds gardening a challenge more daunting than navigating the world of mythical creatures.