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said, raising my voice, remembering Jennifer’s empty eyes. ‘My father is in charge of this investigation. His career will be in pieces if he has to arrest me.’
    ‘You need to calm down and leave your father out of this. I can help you to understand what happened last night, but we need to start training straight away. You’ve done something wrong. Maybe you were near when that woman died.’
    I pressed my fingertips to my forehead, my pulse racing fast. The knife, if I found the knife in my apartment, then I’d know.
    ‘So how do we do this? I mean how are you planning to train me?’ I asked anxiously. If I was going to do this, no one could know. Not even my friends.
    ‘Training will be intense and it will take up some of your time. It’s better if we can be discreet about this whole idea. I’ve known your grandmother for years and she can be difficult. It will be easier if you don’t share with her that we met.’
    I exhaled with relief.
    I’d rather do this without Grandma. She always makes me nervous.
    The elf in front of me was a total stranger. But I had to take a risk. My grandmother’s case studies were clear. What if I was carrying a dark gene? I read too many papers about dark magic to ignore that possibility.
    ‘Okay, we have to do this. I love my mother too much, so I have to keep her alive no matter what, but I don’t know what to do. I feel lost.’
    ‘Delightful,’ he said, smiling. ‘I’ll teach you everything. You’re going to learn how to control it, and how to prevent the darkness taking over your power. Strong intense emotions trigger your energy, so you must stay away from any excitement.’
    He shook my hand. His skin was soft and I could feel the wave of energy that passed through my fingers when he touched me.
    ‘I shall leave now. I’m late,’ he said, checking a small gold pocket watch.
    ‘Hold on. What if I black out again?’ I said, following him to the door, still thinking about that vision and the fire.
    ‘Keep away from excitement or strong emotions. We will meet very soon. You had enough blackouts in the past couple of days, so I don’t believe this will happen again before we meet,’ he said. Then he smiled at me and disappeared.
    I started massaging my scull, wondering what the hell I was doing. I had to do anything to prevent that fire from happening. Anything in my power to protect my family.

Chapter five
    I hate that I have to lie to my friends. Maybe I should tell them.
    When I came back to my desk, I pretended that everything was all right and the most bizarre meeting in my entire life had never occurred.
    ‘So who was that old guy?’ asked my friend, typing something on the screen.
    ‘He was selling some personalised business cards, but I told him that we weren’t interested,’ I lied, feeling like a coward. Kate didn’t dwell on the stranger and I was glad that I didn’t have to keep making up stories about Tron. She was my best friend, but I couldn’t get her involved with what was going on with me lately. Besides, from what I understood it was safer to keep her away from my problems.
    I left work just after six and went straight to the hospital. Quentin was ready to go when I entered his room. He looked better than two days ago, although the healers believed that his usual strength hadn’t returned yet.
    He kissed me hard, whispering in my ear, ‘I’m glad that you’re here. I’ve missed you.’
    ‘Good, I missed you too. How are you feeling?’
    ‘Fine, no pain or anything. My strength should come back. Besides, I don’t think it’s that important at the moment,’
    ‘I’m sure it will,’ I agreed, feeling guilty that he was the one who was suffering because of me.
    By the time we got to Quentin’s home it was dark and he had to check on Gomez. I agreed to stay for a night just because I was still worried about him. We spent a pleasant evening together, but thoughts about Jennifer’s body and the knife kept coming back,