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explained.
    “Oh.” He pulled a walkie-talkie from his belt. “I’ll radio ahead and let them know you’re here.”
    Rowan glanced over, his eyes meeting mine.
    “Shall we go help?” James asked me, taking the box from Elysia.
    Rowan gave me a nod, then he and Donovan led Colby away.
    “Addie?” James asked.
    I pulled my attention from Rowan’s back. “Okay.”
    “Let me show you,” the guy in the security vest offered.
    He led us to another waiting area a short distance down the concourse, then took a set of stairs behind an Employees Only door to the lower level. He showed us to a large room that held a surprising number of people. I realized these were people who’d been evacuated from the plane and were currently awaited transport to the nearest hospital. My new security friend introduced us to the medical personnel who were determining who left on the next ambulance, and who waited. Soon, James, Elysia, and I were working right along side them.
    I had never been this close to the actual healing. Usually, I delivered the salve to the hospital, and the nurses administered it. Now, for the first time, I realized how rewarding the experience was.
    I knelt on the floor, gently dabbing salve on an older man’s blistered lower leg. He flinched when my gloved fingers touched the tender flesh, but within half a minute, he was slouched in his chair, sighing in relief.
    “That is truly amazing, Miss Daulton,” a female voice said from behind me.
    I looked over my shoulder and squinted in the bright light shining in my eyes. A camera was pointed at my face, and a woman in a fitted pink blazer and skirt gave me a big smile. It was Natalie Gomez, Megan Field’s replacement.
    “So you make, um, house calls?” Natalie asked. Admiration lit her eyes. She had interviewed me on several occasions over the past few weeks. Unlike Megan, Natalie actually liked me.
    “Not exactly. I was at the airport, dropping off a friend,” I lied.
    “And you had some salve with you?”
    “I had some brought over.”
    “That’s nice.”
    I turned to the man I had been treating. “Better?” I asked.
    He had straightened in his seat when he noticed the camera crew. “Completely.” He turned his leg, displaying the healed flesh. “I had read about what you were doing at the hospital, but experiencing it…”
    I rose to my feet. “Glad to help.” I stepped aside as Natalie moved in to ask the man a few questions. This was excellent. If the man allowed his story to be aired—and he seemed very pleased to be on camera—it could go a long way toward opening more minds to the positive things alchemy could do.
    Glancing around, I searched for any others in need of healing. The medical staff still worked on the injured, but there had been relatively few burns. Most of the passengers had been evacuated before the plane had truly begun to burn. More prevalent were broken bones, contusions, and lacerations. I left those to the medical personnel. I couldn’t do anything to help, and I didn’t do well around blood.
    Elysia didn’t suffer the same concerns. At the moment, she was holding a compress to a bleeding gash on a young woman’s shoulder. Earlier, I had seen her help a paramedic stabilize a middle-aged man’s lower arm. I had to look away when I noticed the bone poking through the taut skin. No, blood and gore didn’t faze Elysia at all, but then, she was probably a mortician. Most necromancers were. I suspected she had been pulling organs out of bodies for years.
    James was just as blasé, and I couldn’t help but notice that he never strayed far from her side. At some point, I needed to get him alone for a talk. Did he know about Gavin?
    My thoughts were interrupted as another burn victim was brought to my attention. This one a teenage girl with burns along her cheek and neck. Her injury responded as expected, and the girl threw her arms around my neck in a fierce hug. A few words of thanks from her parents, and she was