The Shadow Stealer (Silver Moon Saga Book 3) by Melissa Giorgio Page A

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    “Nothing is going to happen,” I said firmly. “We’re going to hop on the train, have a nice chat with Mister Director, and then come back home. That’s it.” Without waiting for her response, I ran upstairs, retrieving my purse from my bedroom. I packed an extra sweatshirt, ran a brush through my hair before tying it up into a ponytail, and applied a layer of clear lip gloss before assessing myself in front of my bathroom mirror. I was pale, but my eyes shone with determination.
    I knew what we were doing was insane, but I always did get a little wacky when Mom was involved. But I couldn’t just go to school and to work, or eat dinner with Dad and Chloe and pretend like I hadn’t just discovered potential life-altering news. No. That wasn’t me. That would never be me.
    Mom. Would I find her? Would Charles know where she was, or would he be as clueless as my dad was? I narrowed my eyes in thought. Mom had left Dad a note the day she vanished. What had been in it? What if she had explained everything to him, and he’d kept it from me and Chloe to protect us?
    Okay, you’re getting way ahead of yourself, Gabi. Maybe Mom wasn’t involved with Silver Moon and Charles. Maybe Philip thinks his mom looks like Mom, but he’s wrong. And maybe you’re just a freak who can heal. A Soul Healer or a demon spawn or something even crazier.
    But something told me I wasn’t a freak. (Okay, yes, I know, healing powers automatically made me a freak, shut up.) Mom was involved, and Charles was going to hand me the final pieces to this puzzle I’d been working on ever since she left. In return, we could tell him about our suspicions regarding Collins. Maybe we’ll be able to wrap up these two mysteries today! My heart started racing in anticipation.
    It’s time for the truth.

Chapter Eleven
     
    “Are you okay?” Rafe asked, his eyes on the road as he drove me, Alexandra, and Kain to the train station. Philip was with Evan. I wanted him with me, but we knew we couldn’t put him and Alexandra in the same car. And I couldn’t leave Rafe, so that had been our only option. At least poor Evan had some company. I’d managed to patch things up between him and Rafe (for the most part, anyway), but after that scene in the kitchen, I knew he and Alexandra had a long, long way to go. ontinued. "111111111111
    “Yeah,” I said in response to Rafe’s question. “I’m just imagining what I’m going to do to Charles when I find out he’s been withholding some very important pieces of information from me.”
    Rafe chuckled. “Maybe he didn’t know. About you and Phil, I mean.”
    “Of course he knew. He knew and he probably goes to sleep at night congratulating himself for duping me and Phil.”
    “That sounds about right,” Alexandra drawled from the backseat. “If you need me to hold him down while you punch him, Gabi, just let me know.”
    “Oh, me too!” Kain said. “Please let me punch him, Gabiella! I’ve been wanting to do that for years .”
    “No one is punching Charles,” Rafe said as he pulled into the train station’s parking lot. Evan parked his car in the next space and Philip got out, typing a text on his phone. “We need information from him. You can’t get that if you send him to the emergency room!”
    “All right, fine,” I conceded, getting out of the car. “I’ll just wait until he finishes telling us everything before kicking his ass.”
    Philip looked up from his phone warily. “Do I even want to know who you’re talking about?”
    “Isn’t it obvious?” Kain asked, throwing an arm around Philip’s shoulders. “Mister Douche-Dick!”
    Philip let out a humongous snort and walked away to compose himself. Evan, meanwhile, was giving Alexandra a mournful and desperate look. When she noticed, she flipped him the finger and stalked away to the other side of the parking lot, glowering.
    I exchanged a glance with Rafe, who shrugged helplessly.
    This was going to be the longest day