was none of Yúnâs business. But Yún looked cranky and tired, so I swallowed hard and shook my head. âSorry. Any new business?â
âTwo astrology readings and one Elixir of Eternal Happiness.â She shuddered. âI donât know why anyone would order something that nasty.â
The Elixir of Eternal Happiness was our shopâs best-selling product, brewed from licorice, black pepper, and fermented riceâplus whatever magic kick MÄ mÄ« added that week. Like Yún said, it was nasty stuff.
âPeople are strange, thatâs all I know,â I said. âIs my mother back yet?â
Yún frowned. âNo. She said something about visiting the herb markets. Here.â She handed me a sheaf of papers. âTell your mother I finished the inventory. Hereâs what we need for restocking. Iâve marked the items we can buy in the city markets. The rest we need to order special from merchants up north or from the Phoenix Empire.â
I scanned the top sheet. Lots of items had checkmarks, but lots more had none. âWe need all that?â
Yún rolled her eyes. âWhat do you think? I have better things to do than make these things up.â
âIt was just a question.â
âSo nicely asked, too. By the way, I hope you had fun with Gan and Jing-mei and Danzu. Thank you so very much for inviting me.â
âYou were busy .â
âAnd no one can ever change their plans to later.â
âThey might if youââ
I stopped myself before I said anything truly unforgive-able. Yún still carried her knife from our gang days, and she knew how to use it. Besides, her eyes were shining. If she didnât stab me, she might start crying.
We both glared at each other instead.
âI have to get home,â Yún said. âAuntie needs me.â
She stomped out the front door. I threw the bolts and flipped the sign around to CLOSED. BACK SOON. MÄ mÄ« would peel the skin from my butt for closing early, but it wasnât as though clients were banging on our door. A part of me wondered why she needed so many new magical ingredients, but my head hurt too much to think about it.
With a sigh, I shooed Hsin from her perch and pulled out the account books. They made a huge boring heap on the counter. But I promised, I told myself.
You didnât promise, Chen said. She ordered you to.
Where have you been? I asked.
Around. Looking in corners and holes.
Chen, being cryptic again. I set about sorting through our studentsâ accounts. By the time I finished with them, my brain would start working more clearly. Maybe.
Once I settled into the routine of checking numbers, the hours slid past like oil. Yún had turned the radio station to something dull and meditative, which suited me just fine. Once or twice, someone rapped at the front door, then cursed loudly when an invisible pig poked his snout into their backs.
When I couldnât read the numbers anymore, I switched on the wall lamps. Brown shadows spilled away from the light. Outside, the skies were violet and shading into gray. A few stars speckled the clear skies of early autumn, but I noticed a fringe of clouds by the horizons. Soon the rains would start.
Very slowly, my brain clicked over a few key thoughts.
Dark. Watch-demons. MÄ mÄ«.
Once the sun set, and twilight poured over the horizon, the royal guards released the watch-demons of Lóng City to patrol the streets. They were better than any human sentries, and twice as dangerous. Only the bravest thieves dared to venture out after dark. Most of them didnât survive. Yún and I had once, along with Princess Lian, but that was a different story.
I poked my head into the kitchen. âMÄ mÄ«?â
No one there.
My heart thumping double-time, I ran up the stairs to the second floor, where my mother had a private workroom. No one answered my knock. I pressed the latch down, sure it would be