Interesting. Apparently Adele wasn"t "a lovely older woman." Lily studied Rule"s face, which gave away nothing. But that, too, was a giveaway. "You don"t like her."

Rule shrugged. "We had a disagreement a few years ago."

"Rule checks in on us from time to time," Jason said. "A few years back, he decided too many of the younger lupi were hanging with Adele"s group, that we were, uh, listening to her more than was good for the clan. Rule told us to stop gathering here, and Adele took it wrong. You don"t like her?" Jason asked Rule, more curious than upset. "I didn"t think you blamed her."

"Blame is the wrong word. I believe she enjoyed her influence over the younger people too much." is the wrong word. I believe she enjoyed her influence over the younger people too much."

"I don"t see it like that. Some of her ideas don"t work out, but she helps, too. She organized that protest outside Friar"s home. She teaches some of the group who have a bit of a Gift."

Lily asked, "What"s her branch of spellcraft, if she isn"t Wiccan?"

"She calls herself an eclectic. She draws from a lot of traditions."

"Any that involve tattoos, like the Msaidizi? The Dizzies," she added when it was obvious the Swahili word meant nothing to him.

"Oh. I don"t think so. She isn"t African-American."

"Not all of the Dizzies were."

"Yeah? Well, I don"t think Adele was one of them. She doesn"t have tattoos, except for a little one on her ankle, and that"s pretty standard stuff-a rose. That"s how the Dizzies worked, right? They tattooed their spells on their bodies."

"Pretty much." That"s how Cynna worked, anyway, though her tattoo process didn"t involve needles. "What about charms? Does she make them?"

"Sure. Doesn"t pretty much every magical practice include charms?"

"I don"t know. Hers any good?"

Jason grimaced. "I guess. I mean, I know they work sometimes, but I can"t help thinking..."

"What?"

"If Adele hadn"t let Mariah talk her into making that fertility charm, maybe Mariah wouldn"t be so d.a.m.ned certain that Steve fathered her baby."

7.

BY the time they left Bobbie"s, the sun had dropped behind the western mountains. It wasn"t full dark, but the air was thick with dusk and very still. Already the temperature was dropping. the time they left Bobbie"s, the sun had dropped behind the western mountains. It wasn"t full dark, but the air was thick with dusk and very still. Already the temperature was dropping.

Del Cielo was a town of slants. Tucked into a niche in the crumpled rock of the mountains, the only level spots were man-made. The sidewalk she and Rule walked to get to her car was buckled as the earth beneath it slowly resumed its accustomed warp.

Jason had left with Hal Newman, who would take him to Clanhome. Until this was sorted out, Jason would live under the watchful eye of his Rho-who"d pledged Rule"s apartment building as bond.

That had startled Lily. "But that building"s got to be worth several million. That"s not a reasonable bond for an LVN."

Hal had answered. "Lupi are seen as flight risks. Some judges won"t grant bond at all, but fortunately we got Judge Soreli. She knows enough about us to understand that if Jason"s Rho says to stay put, he will. She wanted to make sure Isen was motivated to keep Jason around."

Lily wasn"t sure money was the same incentive for lupi it would be for others. Isen would hate to lose that much of Nokolai"s capital, but would he surrender one of his clan to unjust imprisonment in order to hang on to a building, however valuable?

She"d glanced at Rule and decided not to ask.

When she and Rule reached her dusty white sedan, she stopped, c.o.c.ked her head, and asked, "You know how to find Friar"s place?" Robert Friar might be Del Cielo"s most prosperous citizen, but he didn"t actually live in the little town, though he"d been born here. He had a small ranch just north of it.

"Yes."

"Okay." She tossed him the keys. "You drive. I want to think."

When they were both inside, Rule started the car. "Am I a chauffeur, or will I be going inside when we reach Friar"s home?"

"Inside, I think. He"d be within his rights to refuse to be interviewed with you present. If he does, I"ll have to take it private. But I"d like to see how he reacts to you." She buckled up and got started on the thinking.

But her mind stuck on one point. Rule knew where Robert Friar lived. He knew a lot more about Del Cielo and its inhabitants than she"d realized. She decided she"d better clear this up so she didn"t keep sticking on it. "Apparently you"ve been hanging out here off and on for years and know several of the players in our little skit."

He was silent as he pulled away from the curb and into what pa.s.sed for traffic here. "I should have told you more on the plane. I didn"t intend to withhold information. I...This sounds foolish."

"You get to be foolish sometimes." Right after hearing of a close friend"s death, for example.

"On the plane, I wasn"t considering what I should tell you because I wasn"t really thinking, but also because...You"re so present to me now, so much a part of my life, that sometimes I almost forget that you haven"t always been with me." He grimaced. "Foolish, as I said."

Yeah. Also unbearably sweet. She didn"t realize she"d reached for his hand until she felt it close around hers.

For about a block, neither of them spoke. Then he continued in a more normal voice, "I don"t hang out here. I do, as Jason said, periodically check on the places the younger lupi like to hang out, and Del Cielo was popular with them for a few years."

"Why? I mean, the chief of police wants to hurt them, the founder of Humans First lives here, and...oh. You mean that"s why. The thrill of danger. Defying authority."

"Young lupi don"t precisely rebel, but they do need to test themselves. They"re allowed, even encouraged, to do so. You don"t learn much by avoiding all risk. Unfortunately, young lupi don"t always have any more sense than young humans. Some of them became too involved in Adele Blanco"s causes-and Adele was more interested in publicity than I liked."

"You want to control the clan"s PR yourself."

"Of course. But also, Adele"s ideas aren"t always sensible. I disbanded the lupus portion of her clique after she decided it would be a great notion to infiltrate Humans First. She persuaded one of Mariah"s friends, a human boy, to join the organization. At the time, he was sixteen."

"s.h.i.t. Sixteen? If he"s a local, they would have found out pretty quickly he"d been hanging out with what they consider the wrong crowd. What happened?"

"Fortunately, Steve told me what was going on before anything went seriously wrong. I went to the boy and explained that the clan appreciated his courage, but I believed Adele had misjudged her opponent, and his input wouldn"t be helpful. He agreed to drop the project."

"Before anyone beat him up, then."

"I suspect Friar is too canny to allow that. He knew who the boy was and had been feeding him misinformation. He seemed to be setting up a nice, public confrontation in which Adele"s group would look foolish."

She retrieved her notebook. "What"s this boy"s name?"

He glanced at her, smiling. "Dotting your i i"s?"

"I never know what I"m going to need to know."

"His full name is Keoni Akana. He"s Hawaiian. He lived here for a year with a cousin of his mother"s while his parents were in Uruguay-they work for some alphabet-soup scientific foundation. Something about insects-I don"t recall what. He"s back in the islands now attending college."

"That was clear, concise, and useful. Do that for me with Adele Blanco and Mariah Friar."

"Not Robert Friar?"

"Later, maybe. I read up on him on the plane, but the Bureau doesn"t have files for the others."

"I...didn"t realize the FBI had a file on Friar."

"Of course it does. He started a hate group."

Emotions slid through his face, quick and subtle, impossible to read in the gathering darkness. "I hadn"t realized that a group formed to brand us as beasts would be cla.s.sified as a hate group."

"Humans First wants to kick out or keep out everyone who isn"t an officially designated human, not just lupi. But yeah, your people are the main focus. Of course we"re watching them. Not very closely," she admitted. There was too much going on of greater urgency. "But we have a file on Friar and a few of the others in his group."

"That"s oddly disconcerting."

"I guess you"re more used to having the government persecute you." And the government"s policies toward lupi were still a mixed bag, but they were trending toward fair these days. "Now, about Adele...?"

"Yes. Well. Adele would be forty-four or-five now, I think. She was born in Sacramento to an English mother and Hispanic father, who divorced when she was in high school. She moved here with her father at that time, left for college after graduating from Del Cielo High, then returned without getting her degree when her father was paralyzed in an auto accident. He has since died."

Her eyebrows lifted. That was pretty complete. "Her mother?"

"Returned to England after the divorce. She helped Adele financially, I believe, when she was younger, but they aren"t close."

"Speaking of finances, how does Adele get hers?"

"She owns a small store here-Practikal Magik, spelled with k k"s instead of c c"s-where she sells what Cullen considers c.r.a.p."

That made her smile. "Define c.r.a.p."

"In this case it"s popular books on witchcraft, voodoo, and less well-known traditions, as well as astrology and numerology. She also sells crystals, cauldrons, herbs, and other spell ingredients. The quality of those ingredients, again according to Cullen, varies widely. He didn"t think much of her, ah, professional qualities after checking out her shop, but he said she has an unusual Gift."

"What kind?"

"I"m trying to remember. Earth, I think."

"Guess I"ll find out when I talk to her." Most Gifts were a.s.sociated with an element, yet were talent-specific. For example, precognition was a.s.sociated with Fire, but a precog had no special power over fires. Clairvoyants were a.s.sociated with water, but didn"t control the waves.

Now and then, though, a Gift was strongly rooted in one of the elements, yet didn"t bring with it a specific magical talent. Like Cullen. He could call fire with a flick of his little finger, but his hunches weren"t any more reliable than anyone else"s.

But those with elemental Gifts sometimes became strong spell-casters, if they could find training. Lily drummed her fingers on her thigh.

They"d left the lights of Del Cielo behind about the same time the last of the light fled from the sky, and were winding along a narrow paved road. She couldn"t see much to either side-hills, mostly, with some kind of scruffy growth. Ahead was more curvy road. Empty road, no headlights. The darkness was punctuated by lights from houses here and there along the road, but she didn"t see any headlights.

It was unnatural. They were in California, for G.o.d"s sake. There was supposed to be traffic. "What about Mariah?"

"Idealistic, damaged, emotional."

"Does she have a Gift?"

"I don"t know. I don"t think Cullen ever met her, and I wouldn"t have any way of telling."

"She lives with her father?"

"No. She moved out when she was seventeen-or was kicked out. The story varies. She"d be twenty now. She dropped out of school and has worked a variety of jobs since, some of them probably intended to get her father"s attention, much as Jason said. She was working as a pole dancer, for example, the last time I saw her. But my impressions are a couple years old. I don"t know where she"s working now."

"Boyfriends?" If Steve wasn"t her baby"s father, someone else was.

"In the plural, generally. Mariah is quite pretty, with a fragile air that many men find appealing."

"You don"t."

"No." He shot her a grin as he slowed. She couldn"t see anything to slow down for, but she trusted that he had a reason. "I prefer warriors."

A warrior? Was that how he thought of her? Lily decided she liked that. "Give me your take on Robert Friar."

"Lupe was right. He hates. But he hates with patience and intelligence. He"s gregarious, but on his own terms-likes to entertain, but always with a goal in mind. He likes to stay in control, both of himself and others. And he likes to win."

"You"ve met him?"

"We"ve been at a few parties. Political bashes-state, not national."

"Has Cullen met him?"

"Not precisely met, no. If you want to know if Friar has a Gift, Cullen couldn"t read him."

"What?" Her head jerked to look at him. "What does that mean?"

"Apparently Friar has some sort of natural shield. Cullen says that may indicate a blocked Gift of the psychic sort-telepathy, empathy, that sort of thing. There was something unusual about Friar"s shield, something that puzzled Cullen. He wasn"t able to explain what that was."

She frowned, considering. "I need to shake the man"s hand. According to his file, his wife died eight years ago. He"s never remarried. He likes women?"

"He likes them compliant and well-endowed, from what I"ve seen. I believe s.e.x is his weakness."

"What do you mean? s.h.i.t. Hold on a minute."

Her phone was chiming. It was the ringtone she"d a.s.signed to Martin Croft, who was running the Unit with Ruben gone. She tapped the screen to accept the call. "Yu here."

"Yes, I am. And you"ve got to stop answering your phone that way. It brings out the worst in me." Croft"s voice was smooth, but the humor seemed strained. "Have you listened to the news this afternoon?"

"No. Kind of busy here." Ah, there it was-a small gravel road, well graded, snaking off to the left. Opposite it was a small house with the porch light on. Lupe Valdez"s place, Lily thought, from what the woman had said at the end of that interview. Rule turned onto the gravel road. In the beam of his headlights, she could see that there was a gate across the road, but it had been left open.

Croft wanted an update on her investigation. She complied, wondering about the connection between the news and Hilliard"s death. When she"d finished, Croft said, "So there is reason to suspect magic was involved, even if gado wasn"t. That the tattoo was some kind of spell."

"That"s what I"m thinking. I"m waiting to hear from Arjenie in research, see if the design is on record as being spell-based."

"We"ll need that, since your personal ability doesn"t give us admissible evidence. Be cautious in interviewing Friar. He"d like to take a bite out of us."