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“I know where the scrying crystal is,” he said.

Kara stopped dead in her tracks. A smile leapt unbidden to her lips.

“And you have it?”

Logan sighed again and shook his head. “Well, not exactly…”

Thirty-Four

“This right here,” said Logan, munching down on a piece of toast. “This is where I saw it.”

He was pointing to the photograph again, the one with Rudolph Northrop. Logan’s finger tapped the shrouded mirror behind the man’s head.

“You saw it in the mirror?” asked Jeremy.

“Yes,” he replied. “More like through the mirror, if that makes any sense.” He dragged his toast through the yoke of a runny egg — something that had always made Kara wince — and held it up as he spoke. “Right where we saw that glow two nights ago.”

She thought back, remembering the strange glimmer in the antique mirror. How it pulsated with light, its energy ebbing and flowing.

“Explain,” said Jeremy.

Logan caught the waitress’s attention and called for another cup of coffee. When he turned back again, Jeremy had a pencil out and was actually taking notes.

“So I’m up last night,” he said, pausing to point at Kara, “worrying about you, and I start thinking about the third floor…”

“Not worried about me?” Jeremy mused.

Logan smirked back at him. “No, bud. Sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

“Don’t be?”

“Nah,” said Jeremy. He sat up straighter, squaring his chest. “I can take of myself just fine.”

“Good because—”

“Oh will you two stop it already?” Kara exclaimed. “Holy shit. It’s like I’m sitting at the kids’ table!”

She’d raised her voice intentionally loud in the dining hall to humiliate them. Neither of the men looked embarrassed. Instead, they only glared at each other.

“Don’t stop with your story,” she prodded Logan. “Keep going.”

His stare lasted a couple of more uncomfortable seconds before he looked down at his food again. Then he went on.

“I couldn’t sleep. So I ran up there, and I sat in the room for a long time,” he said. He turned to face Kara. “By the way, I did what you asked. I talked Radcliffe into making up the room for us. His people weren’t happy about it, but three of them went up there and changed it out. They dusted everything, swept it clean. I made sure they did all of it, even the mirror. I told him I might sleep there so they even laundered the bedding.”

“So what happened?” asked Jeremy impatiently.

Logan shot him a dirty look. “So I’m sitting there. Quietly. Just listening. And… well…”

His expression changed slightly. It was a look Kara didn’t recognize.

“I have to say, I heard a lot of strange shit.”

“Like what?”

“Sounds,” Logan replied. “Noises, voices… More than once I almost left the room to track them down. I needed to know where they came from, what the hell was going on. But then I realized something.” He leaned forward a bit, his eyes narrowing.