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dead people. Leo was no exception. Our relationship didn’t end badly, it just ended. It wasn’t long after that when Chance and I rekindled the relationship we had begun all those years ago.
    “Did you call Tony?”
    “Yep.”
    Leo nodded, his strong jawline twitching as if he had something to say, but his lips couldn’t quite form the words. His skin was perpetually tanned thanks to his Mediterranean parents, and he filled out a uniform better than Batman.
    “Need a lift?”
    I looked at what remained of the car, wondering how much I could get for the scrap metal, and kicking myself that I had been so incredibly careless. “Sure. Why not?”
    Leo mentioned on the way back to the office that he would be attending the high school reunion.
    “But you didn’t graduate from our school.”
    He glanced at me, blew a thick, black lock of hair from his forehead. “I’ll be there in an unofficial official capacity.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “It means I’ll be wearing my holster under my costume.”
    I rolled my eyes. “That seems unnecessary, don’t you think? It’s just a class reunion.”
    “One room filled with half the town and all your family. Sure. What could possibly go wrong?” he said sarcastically.
    Leo was still getting used to our quirky town and its even quirkier residents. And, truth be told, Birdie and the aunts scared the bejeezus out of him.
    “Good point.”
    I thanked him for the ride, sent out a silent wish that he’d find someone someday, and hopped out of the car. As he drove away, I couldn’t help but notice the look of wistfulness on his face.
    I settled back into my office, where I checked my e-mail and found a few notes Gladys had sent me on some of the valedictorians. I printed them out and scanned through the pages. There were doctors and lawyers, some homemakers, an archeologist, a fashion designer, a scientist, and one author. I jotted down notes and brainstormed some story angles before I shoved everything inside a manila folder.
    I grabbed the yogurt I had tucked inside the fridge earlier and ate that as I contemplated the conversation I was going to have with Chance tonight. In my mind’s eye, it went something like this:
    Me: Why didn’t you tell me you were meeting with Monique today?
    Chance (looking completely baffled): I’m sorry, sweetie, I thought I did.
    Me (relieved and totally calm): Oh. Well, maybe you did and it slipped my mind.
    Chance (rubbing my shoulders): What do you say I cook us up a nice dinner, and afterwards we’ll snuggle on the couch and watch The Notebook while I massage your feet?
    Me (looking stunning in candlelight): That sounds wonderful.
    The end.
    My daydream was interrupted by a knock on the door. I tossed the empty yogurt carton in the trash can and went to answer it.
    Derek was standing there holding a manila envelope. “Here’s the contract.”
    I gave him a disappointed look and walked over to my desk. I tossed Monique’s contract on top of the folder I had started for the reunion piece.
    There was a second knock on my already-open door. I turned to see the man with the Escalade standing there.
    “So, this is where the magic happens.” He waltzed himself into my office and looked around the room. His sea-blue eyes were greedily drinking in every inch of my workspace. The walls, the computer, the photographs, everything. As if he was painting a mental picture.
    I felt my heart skip a beat and my face grow pale. Who was this guy? Had he been sent by the Council? Was he a new member of the four corners? But why would he come here? Why wouldn’t he have just told me that on the street?
    The four corners consisted of myself, the Seeker; John, the Guardian; Ivy, the Warrior; and the Mage, who happened to be my grandmother, Birdie. Some quests, like the last one in Ireland, required all of our services.
    “What are you talking about? There’s no magic here,” I said in a voice that sounded like a squeak toy.
    Derek shot me a funny