Read Mystics #1: The Seventh Sense for Free Online

first came here. I remember it like it
was yesterday. It was the best day of my life. I’d always wanted to be an agent,
you know. My parents are retired now, but they both worked for the agency. Ah,
enough about me. I’m sure you’ll like it here. For one thing, the air’s a lot
better than that filth you were breathing before in the city.”
      Green forests ran for miles
on the opposite sides of the narrow road. Rolling hills loomed in the distance,
and she could see a river snaking through acres of swamp. Zoey had never been
in the country or so far north. She had lived surrounded by dirty concrete
buildings and smelly paved streets for as long as she could remember. She had
never seen anything so beautiful. It was like stepping into a National
Geographic magazine.
    The SUV climbed a short rise and then descended into a circular valley
surrounded by mountains. A giant building made of metal and glass rested in the
middle of the valley. As they got closer, Zoey could see it was made in the
shape of a capital A, lying flat. A for Agency ,
she realized. It sparkled in the moonlight, and yellow light seeped out through
rows of windows. It stood alone and proud—set back from the forest—keeping the
wilderness at a respectable distance. It looked out of place in the rough
country, like an alien spacecraft that had just landed.
    They drove around a circular driveway and parked the SUV in front of
the building. The driver kept the motor running.
    “Let’s go, Little Red,” said Agent Barnes cheerfully as he clambered
out of the car.
    He opened Zoey’s door for her. “There’s a boardroom filled with important
people waiting to see you. I think they’re still in shock, to tell you the
truth. It’s been a while since anyone’s seen a Drifter. You’re quite the
mystery to all of us. I can’t wait to see the look on Director Martin’s face
when he sees you. I just might take a picture.”
    Zoey climbed out of the back seat and stood on a stone walkway at the
entrance of the building.
    They were all a mystery to her as well. She clenched her trembling
fingers into fists so that Agent Barnes wouldn’t see how nervous she felt. The
building looked like a research facility or a giant laboratory, imposing yet cold
and probably super clean—nothing like the foster homes she’d lived in before,
with her friends the cockroaches and Mr. and Mrs. Rat.
    Grand double glass doors stood at the entrance, like the gateway to
some other world. She could see shapes moving inside, and her stomach did a
summersault. The ground began to waver, and when she realized she was holding
her breath, she exhaled and did her best to breathe normally, even though she
could feel a panic attack on its way. She couldn’t decide it if was from the
excitement or the fear in the back of her mind. This was still new territory.
Agent Barnes was nice enough, but he was a stranger. This whole thing could
still be a trap.
    Agent Barnes drew himself up proudly and said with a smile, “Welcome
to the hive number 416, the best darn place on earth, if you ask me. It is the
only place where mystics and humans work together…and don’t kill one another.” He tapped his gun,
and Zoey could see a glint of mischief in his eyes.
    “Come along, Red. They’re waiting for us. Be prepared to be amazed.”
He strolled up to the front entrance with a hop in his step and held the doors
open.
    Bracing herself, Zoey walked through the front doors and stepped into
a vast marble hall.
    At first it looked like the normal lobby of a government building
with high ceilings, windows, and a comfortable seating area with brown leather
sofas and plush chairs. But the further she went, the more obvious it became
that this was no ordinary government establishment. She had never imagined such
a peculiar and wonderful place.
    Tall mirrors lined the walls on either side of the great hall in the
same way that important portraits of past officials lined the walls of
government