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back at him completely dumbfounded. But then I let out a little laugh. “Of course he did.”

“No, Raven. I know you’ve believed this all along, but you’re wrong. I can tell you for a fact that Milos didn’t kill your parents.”

“How can you be so sure?” I asked him.

“Because Milos was with me and my sister the day your parents were murdered. We were in Wolflandia. He wasn’t anywhere near Pennsylvania or your parents.”

The look in Eric’s light blue eyes told me he was telling the truth. Milos Santorini really hadn’t killed my parents.

I swallowed hard, trying to make sense of this all. “But if Milos didn’t kill my parents, then who did?”

“I don’t know,” Eric replied, shaking his head.

I didn’t know, either, but one thing was for sure.

I was determined to find out.

Chapter 11

As I left the bar, so many thoughts and emotions were swirling around inside my mind.

Knowing that Milos hadn’t killed my parents was a total game-changer.

I had spent the last two years fully believing that he had killed him, that he was enemy. Don’t get me wrong. After kidnapping me and keeping me locked away in his dungeon for three months like he had, there was no doubt that I still considered Milos was my enemy. That was all unforgivable. But knowing that he hadn’t actually killed my parents made me hate him slightly less.

I just wasn’t sure who else would have wanted to kill them.

I was so shocked by this information that Eric had given me that I had completely forgotten about getting in touch with Aiden.

“Are you finished with Headmaster Black yet?” I asked him. “I have so much to tell you.”

“He’s getting ready to leave in a few seconds. I’ll follow him out the door when he opens it,” Aiden replied right away.

“Okay.” I just stood there waiting for him for a few moments.

Realizing that I probably looked like I was waiting for someone, I pulled my cell phone out and texted Vince.

I just met with Eric. I learned so much.

Just as I hit “Send,” Headmaster Black strolled out of the Psychic Investigations building.

I glanced down at my phone, pretending to be reading something, as he got closer.

I didn’t think he was going to actually say anything to me, but then he moved out of his way to stand in front of me on the sidewalk.

“Miss Gallagher, aren’t you out fairly late for a school night?” Headmaster Black asked.

“I was unaware that we had a curfew,” I told him.

“Well, we don’t, but I just figured that someone like you would want to be home studying. I was reviewing your grades recently, and it looks like your GPA is beginning to drop. I wouldn’t want these late-night rendezvous to interfere with your academic career.”

“Thank you for your concern,” I said sweetly.

“Someone has to be concerned about you, Miss Gallagher.” The Headmaster stared at me for a moment longer. “I also find it rather surprising that you’re out all alone. For someone who claims that another student tried to kill her, you seem to feel safe enough to go out at night.”

It took everything in me not to snarl at him.

“Unless, perhaps, you’re not alone,” the Headmaster continued. “Maybe one of your mates is nearby?”

“How does he know?” I thought silently to Aiden.

Out loud, I just shook my head. “Nope. It’s just me.”

“Well, Miss Gallagher, you really should be careful when you’re out here all alone. I certainly wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you.” Then, without saying another word, he turned away from me and set off in the direction of his car.

I watched as he climbed into a black sedan. He just sat in the parking lot, not too far away from where we were parked.

“Don’t say anything to me until we reach my car,” Aiden told me. “He can’t know you’re with me. In fact, you’re driving.”

“I don’t even know how to drive,” I insisted. The Darken had sort of ripped me out of the human world before I’d even had the chance to learn.

“Don’t worry. It’s just like riding a bike,” Aiden said as we headed in the direction of the car. Not that I could see him. I just assumed that he was moving in that direction with me.

“You never saw this girl ride a bike. It was a pretty scary thing.” As we approached the car, I said, “Umm, how can I open the car if I don’t have the keys? And you can’t give them to me