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if we use the blood of different empaths, it may work.”
    “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t elixirs made from more than just blood?” he says sarcastically.
    “Yes. But I think Moore might have some of the stuff we need in his lab.”
    “You’re going to trust Moore?”
    “No. I’m going to use his lab.”
    “You mean the school lab?”
    “Yeah.”
    “How do you suggest we do that?”
    “We break in ,” I say, shocked that he doesn’t get that.
    “Break into the school? We’ll never get away with it.” Ethan shuffles his feet, obviously nervous.
    “Well, little brother, we’re gonna have to do something. Once I find out what’s needed, I’ll know more. Maybe it’s something I can do from home. Either way, we’re still going to have to play burglar.”
    “Huh?” My little brother’s turning green.
    “We’re gonna have to break into a blood bank to get the supplies I need to take your blood.”
    “You’re crazy.” He throws his hands up and turns to walk away.
    “No,” I say quietly. “Crazy is tossing the friggin’ ancient elixir.”
    Ethan turns around, looks at me, tilts his head, and closes his eyes.
    “Now do I have your help?”
    He sighs. “Yeah.”
    “The rest of you too. You’re gonna have to convince them to help. I doubt your uncle will refuse, but what about your brothers? You think you can find Elijah?”
    Ethan nods, but his scrunched up face confirms his uncertainty.
    “Ya gotta talk ‘em into it,” I demand quickly. “This is no joke. If we don’t come up with an elixir, they’ll be going after Honor. Especially if they find out…”
    “Find out what?”
    “Nothing. Just do it. Get your family to agree, and meet me tonight at my house at nine…and wear something black.” I walk away.
    “Wait. Tonight? For what?” Ethan says to my departing back.
    “Just be there,” I yell, not looking back.

Chapter Eight
     
     
    One drawback of being a loner is there aren’t many friends to call upon for help. The people I have associated with in the past were never considered friends, and I certainly could not trust them for this. Hopefully Ethan and his family love Honor enough to keep our plans to themselves.
    As I bend down to plug my dying laptop in, my cell rings. Beads of sweat collect on my forehead when the caller id announces a blocked number. This could be him . Or one of his men. Stretching out the neck of my t-shirt to alleviate the choking sensation I have, I touch the answer button on my phone.
    “Hello,” I answer, hoping the higher pitch of my voice doesn’t give my anxiety away.
    “Storm?” an apprehensive female asks.
    The choking feeling disappears – since I know the male-chauvinist Gaffer doesn’t employ women.
    “Yes?” I ask, my voice back normal.
    “It’s Tam.”
    Tam. I hadn’t even recognized her voice. Taking a deep breath, I rub the back of my neck. “Yeah. Hey. What’s up?”
    “Um. Can I , like, come over?”
    Damn. “Um. Sure?” Sure? I said sure?
    “Great. Ethan’s driving me home right now, I’ll just have him bring me to your house. You can bring me home later, right?”
    “Uh, yeah.”
    “Good,” she says. I can actually hear her smiling over the phone. “See you soon.”
    I toss my phone across the table, pissed that I couldn’t tell her not to come. I’m going soft, and I don’t like it.
    Truth is…I think I want her to come here.
    The guilt I feel thinking I’d be letting Honor down is irrational. She’s with Ethan. Now…I’ve got Tam. I guess. I’m probably not even a second thought in Honor’s mind.
     
    Twenty minutes later, Tamlin’s at the door. Those tiny spidery things that crawl in my stomach every time I’m with Honor are conspicuously absent. But I’m still kind of happy to see Tam.
    “Hey, Storm,” she says, her cheekbones so high on her face that I think her smile has to hurt, it’s so big.
    “Hey. Come in.” I smile back.
    Pointing to the couch for her to sit, I ask her if