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the castle, this is the one with the ritual to break the Arx?’
    Mia blushed as it dawned on her that everyone was gathered around to study these books for her benefit—and she had slept in.
    ‘And who’s to say the spell’s not in here?’ Isaac argued. His pasty cheeks reddened at the challenge and his pale blue eyes blazed.
    Dino groaned. ‘Do you seriously want to spend the next week decoding that ?’ he asked, thumbing towards the enormous volume.
    This is my problem, not theirs , Mia realised with a wave of guilt. Maybe I should offer to do the book decoding thing . She cleared her throat. ‘I’ll do it,’ she said gallantly.
    Isaac sniggered under his breath. ‘You do not have the capability to decode such advanced text.’
    Lucky me , she thought. ‘I could give it a go,’ she said aloud.
    Wendolyn offered her a kind smile. ‘I think it would be best for the less advanced witches to work through the Arcana Tomes, in the hope that the ritual is documented somewhere.’ There was a weight to her words that couldn’t be masked.
    ‘What about the book with the s-spell to steal the Arx?’ Blue checked. ‘Is that kept at the castle?’
    Mia’s eyes widened as she stared down at the enormous stack of volumes laid out on the coffee table. Was the spell that may kill her there in that very pile?
    ‘Ah, you mean the Tome of Black Magic,’ Amos answered Blue’s question. ‘Yes. Yes, that’s here,’ he said, adjusting his glasses as he rifled through the books. ‘Somewhere here... I’m positive I brought it down for safekeeping...’ He grew flustered as he searched the tower of dusty spines without success. ‘Oh, bother,’ he muttered. ‘I’ll be dashed if I can find the blasted thing.’
    Mia’s stomach knotted. 
    ‘Don’t fret, Amos,’ Wendolyn advised, placing a soothing hand on his arm as he rooted through the books. ‘I’m sure it’s just been misplaced with all these volumes floating around.’
    ‘Yes,’ said Amos, sounding sheepish. ‘Perhaps that’s it.’
    Isaac’s chin tilted upwards. ‘I saw Benny Blue carrying a stack of books earlier,’ he mentioned coolly. ‘Perhaps he misplaced it out of negligence.’
    Blue sucked in his breath. ‘I didn’t! I would n-never!’
    ‘Hmm,’ said Isaac.
    ‘I’ll find it,’ Amos assured the group. ‘It can’t have gone far. I’m sure I had it this morning...’ he trailed off and pursed his lips, deep in thought. ‘Never mind. We’ve got plenty to keep us busy today.’ His canary-yellow shirt was buttoned right to the top and his bowtie had slipped a little askew. ‘Isaac, why don’t you make a start at deconstructing the text. See if you can gauge whether or not the volume will be relevant to our...little problem. In the meantime, the rest of us will get started on the Arcana Tomes. Let’s not forget, my boys will be here shortly. That’s two more heads to put together.’
    Mia frowned. ‘Your boys?’
    ‘I’ve sent Roland to summon my strongest Hunter and most accomplished Arcana. They should be here by nightfall.’
    Roland, Mia guessed, was the other boy who had been in the library when they’d arrived. The boy with the auburn hair. ‘Do you have a Glass Castle, too?’ she asked Amos.
    He chortled. ‘Oh no, dear! I don’t have a castle! I’m not that affluent, I’m afraid. I lead a small coven out west on the coast. We inhabit a disused lighthouse. There aren’t many of us, but we have plenty of years of experience under our belts.’
    Mia smiled. ‘Thank you for calling for their help. I’m sorry for dragging you all into this.’
    ‘Nonsense,’ Wendolyn told her. ‘You are part of the Glass Castle, Mia. We are one unit.’ The others nodded in concurrence—apart from Isaac, who simply folded his arms.
    ‘We’ll get to the bottom of this in no time,’ Amos added.
    Isaac rose from his chair, lifting the hefty book along with him. ‘I’ll begin the deconstructing, and when Roland returns he can