In Too Deep
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"Are you still there, ma'am?" Becky called from the darkness. "Please don't leave me here."
"Coming, Becky," Virginia said. She worked to keep her tone calm and reassuring. "We'll just be a moment."
"Thank you, ma'am. Please hurry. I'm so scared."
"Everything is under control, Becky," Virginia said.
Owen tightened his grip on her wrist. "Give it a try. If it feels as though you are being overcome, I will pull you back out of range."
That sounds like a reasonable plan."
She gathered her nerves, heightened her talent, and stepped cautiously around the corner. Owen angled the light so that it fell on the motionless carriage.
There was a brief, tense silence before the dark windows of the miniature vehicle started to glitter as though illuminated from inside the cab. Virginia sensed energy pulsing once more in the atmosphere. The mechanical horses started forward. The wheels of the carriage began to turn. The device was much closer to her now, only a few feet away.
Without warning, currents of sense-freezing energy lashed at her. Although she thought she was prepared, she flinched at the impact.
Owen tightened his grip. She knew he was preparing to pull her around the corner, out of reach of the carriage weapon.
"It's all right," she managed. "I can handle this."
Ignoring the freezing wave of energy, she found a focus the same way she did when she looked deep into a mirror. She established a counteracting pattern, dampening the oscillating waves of power coming from the device. The effect was swift, almost immediate. The currents smoothed out rapidly. The carriage continued to roll forward, driven by the clockwork mechanism.
"It's done," Virginia said. She did not dare look away from the carriage. "Do what you must. I'm not sure how long I'll be able to maintain control."
One could draw on one's psychical reserves for only so long when employing them to the maximum degree, as she was doing now.
Owen did not waste time asking questions. He released her and moved swiftly around the corner into the passageway, where she stood facing the device. He used one booted foot to tip the entire miniature equipage onto its side. The legs of the horses thrashed rhythmically but uselessly in the air.
Virginia became aware of a muffled tick-tock, tick-tock. "Sounds like a clock."
Owen crouched beside the weapon. "There must be a way to open this thing."
He stripped off a glove and ran his fingertips lightly over the elegant curiosity.
"I thought you were going to smash it," Virginia said.
"I'd rather preserve it intact if possible. I want to study it. To my knowledge, no one has ever succeeded in infusing energy into an inanimate substance such as glass in such a way that the currents could be activated by mechanical means. This device is really quite extraordinary."
"Perhaps you could conduct your examination another time?" she suggested icily. "I cannot maintain control indefinitely."
"Are you still out there, ma'am?" Becky called plaintively.
"We're here, Becky," Virginia responded. "Mr. Sweetwater, if you don't mind?"
"Got it," Owen said.
His fingers moved on the roof of the carriage. The top swung open on small hinges. He reached into the cab. Seconds later the ticking ceased. The currents of energy that Virginia had been holding in neutral winked out of existence. Cautiously, she relaxed her senses. There was no more energy coming from the toy windows.
"A standard clockwork mechanism." Owen got to his feet. "One stops the carriage just as one would a clock. Come, let's find that girl."
Virginia was already in motion. She went past a row of ancient dark cells, the lantern held high.
"Becky?" she called. "Where are you?"
"Damn it," Owen muttered. He moved quickly to catch up with her. "Have a care, Virginia. There may be other traps."
She was vaguely aware that he had used her first name as though they were longtime friends rather than near strangers, but she paid no attention. She stopped in front of a heavy wood-and-iron door. A small opening in the door was blocked by bars. A terrified young woman of no more than fourteen or fifteen years looked out, fingers gripping the iron rods. Her eyes were hollow with fear and tears.
"Are you badly hurt?" Virginia asked.
"No, ma'am. But it's a good thing you came along when you did. There's no telling what would have happened to me."
Owen took out his lock pick. "I'll have you out of there in a moment."
"What happened to you?" Virginia asked gently.
Becky hesitated. "I don't remember too much, ma'am. I was at my usual corner outside the tavern. A fine carriage stopped. A handsome gentleman inside leaned out and said he thought that I was very pretty. Said he'd pay me twice my usual fee. I got into the carriage, and that is the last thing that I recall until I woke up in this dreadful place. I called and called for the longest time but no one ever answered. I gave up. Then I heard you and your gentleman friend."
Owen got the door open and stood back. "Come along, Becky. We've wasted enough time here."
Becky hurried out of the cell. "Thank you, sir."
Owen did not respond. He was looking at the stone floor. Virginia felt dark energy shift in the atmosphere and knew that he had raised his talent, whatever it was.
"Interesting," he said.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I believe this may have been where Hollister encountered the person who planted that knife in his chest."
He kept his voice very low, but Virginia knew that Becky was not paying any attention. The girl was wholly focused on getting out of the stone tunnel.
"You can see that sort of thing?" Virginia asked.
"I can see where the killer stood when she did the deed," Owen said.
"A woman killed him?
"Yes. What is more, she was mad as a hatter."
"Dear heaven. Lady Hollister."
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Table of Contents
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Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
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