…..CHAPTER 32….. Oliver drew a deep breath, another, and opened his eyes. Oscar waited out of arms-reach, wisely careful not to touch him. In this place and under these circumstances, he might lash out. But Oscar didn’t know that Oliver had long ago marked his magic to never attack Oscar. Read more…
…..CHAPTER 31….. It was a process-and-a-half to get into the base. He found himself frisked no less than three times. Oscar, too. He didn’t think it would be a good idea to tell the soldiers and officers present that he didn’t need weapons. Oscar’s frown the moment it crossed his Read more…
…..CHAPTER 30….. November 18th Oliver guided the young woman through the exercises for determining Lattice strength and structure. She was very strong with Matter, could handle and move literal tons. But she had barely any micro control, and these lessons were to help her learn that control, if she could. Read more…
..…CHAPTER 29….. Isaac glared at the receding car, Dillon’s words hot in his ears. He wasn’t sure he was willing to deal with them after all, if they were as big of assholes as they seemed. His phone dinged and he yanked it from his pocket. Dillon: get in here. Read more…
..…CHAPTER 28….. November 16th “Mr. Isaac Kidd?” He turned quickly from assembling a computer on the counter behind the customer’s counter, and Oliver didn’t miss the instant tension as he took in his identity. Kudos for his quick thinking, as the younger man adopted a bland expression. “How can I Read more…
..…CHAPTER 27….. Phoebe smiled uncertainly. She had no clue what the niceties of this situation were. Was witch culture different? She had no idea. Gwen’s Handler, Jesse, smiled at Phoebe. “Thank you for letting Gwen visit. I have to run an errand, and she can’t come with me on this Read more…
…..CHAPTER 26….. November 15th Grocery shopping was one of Oliver’s odd pleasures. He didn’t cook in his House apartment very often due to spending so much time with Oscar’s family, but when he did, it was fun. A fun he couldn’t really share with many people. At the Dale-Carson house, Read more…
…..CHAPTER 25….. “Okay, what’s wrong?” Oscar said the instant the door of his office was shut. “Just something stupid. I’ll explain later.” “Okay.” Oscar understood immediately. He sat in his chair, while Oliver fetched two bottles of water from the mini-fridge by the desk. They discussed the case for awhile, Read more…
…..CHAPTER 24….. Gwen settled into the chair next to Jesse in the observation room. In the interrogation room, a man in a pale blue polo shirt with white shorts sat fuming, huffing occasional sounds of anger. Alone, he eyed the window, then the camera in the corner, then the door Read more…
..…CHAPTER 23….. November 14th Oliver handed the cashier Oscar’s card even as he pulled his phone from his pocket in response to a text from Randall. She took it, then paused. Then put the card down, hand over it, scowling at him. No. At his cuff. “You’re a witch.” Oliver Read more…