Magic in the MoonlightChapter 11 The Council
Once we were all in his office, Evan shut and locked the door. Something was clearly wrong. I sat in one of the squishy leather chairs and hugged my knees to my chest. I had an uneasy feeling about what was coming. Evan was standing with his back to us, looking out the big picture window into the night. His shoulders were tense and I could feel worry and anxiety coming off him. "That was the head of the Council on the phone. They want Kimberly presented to them at the next conclave." Now...