At lunch, the twins usually sat at different tables. Cam
hung with her Six Pack squad; Alex ate with Dylan and the
slacker-boarder-rapper crew. They were halfway through lunch
when the message came.
got it garbled, muffled, nothing but a menacing murmur.
quickly looked over at Alex - before the migraine came.
Her head got suddenly heavy, as it did when she felt a vision
coming on, but she could still focus. What she saw was her
sister glaring around the cafeteria, trying to find the
culprit who had just threatened them.
did you hear? Cam desperately telegraphed Alex.
on. Wait, her twin sent back, her gray eyes still searching
the funky premises. The art-class friendship and diversity
murals, stainless steel steam tables, and wall of corporately
sponsored soda and snack vending machines.
decided to scope out the lunchroom too. And saw nothing
special. Just the usual suspects slouching in molded plastic
chairs, chowing tray cuisine at neon-bright tables, their
humongous backpacks at their heels. And the teachers, of
course, laid back against the walls or cruising the aisles
like prison trustees on a cushy assignment. And, alone at
a table in the corner, the school's rarely spotted new maintenance
man, Mr. Golem.
commotion at her table called Cam's attention home. Bree
was pushing away from the table, screecing, "Don't shpritz
my cashmere!" Hand over her mouth, Kristen was cracking
up. Beth was gathering napkis, trying to mop up the mess
on the table. And Amanda was gently patting Sukari's back.
The girl had choked on her soft drink and was coughing and
spraying carbonated slush from her nose.
mind was becoming cloudy. Willing herself to stay alert,
she turned back to Alex, a couple of tables away. You
did hear something, didn't you? she asked again.
was him. Her sister finally, silently spilled it. Scythe
sucker, the freak from the premiere.
Witch Hunter? Cam asked.
someone who shares his anti-us obsession.
no, I think he saw you!"
a moment, Cam thought the last line came from Alex. But
it was Amanda. When Cam turned to her questioningly, Amanda
laughed. "Sukari's crushed out on Mr. Spenser. All he has
to do is glance her way and she can't remember which way
is swallow and which way is spew."
Spenser was the AP science teacher. And Sukari was acing
his advanced placement course.
It was Sukari, somewhat recovered but still dabbling at
her nose with a Beth-given napkin. "It has nothing to do
with crushes. The guy is old enough to be my father. He's
just.I don't know. Intense. I get nervous around him is
is kind of intense," Amanda said, eyeing the teacher in
question.or rather, his back as he ambled out of the lunchroom.
he's no Brice Stanley." Bree had been bringing all convo
back to the premiere since the gala event.
me, can I talk to you for a minute?" Alex's sudden appearance
at the Six Pack table and the impatient tone of her voice
was an instant conversation killer.
you tear yourself away from slacker central?" Kristen ventured.
silenced her with a look. "Camryn," she said.
for once, was happy to get away from the Six Pack dish.
She got up and followed Alex over to the vending machines.
you believe it?" Cam said. "He's here! The Witch Hunter
is in our school."
I heard him. I heard something, Cam thought, but wasn't
had read her mind - much more clearly than Cam had been
able to read the Witch Hunter's.
you also smell him? I did," Alex asserted, "and either his
scent and sending range are awesome or he was somewhere
around the cafeteria."
and trembling, Cam asked again, "What did he say?"
said," Alex answered, "I see the three of you. I know who
you are. I know what you are. And soon, everyone will know."
three of us?" Cam said. "Who is he talking about?"
Alex shot back. "It's not just who he's talking about. It's
who's doing the talking."