and where he plans for the final ceremony to take place. I can help you get in to steal the stones. That’s what you want, right?”
It was the most logical step. I nodded. It was exactly what we needed. “Where?”
“He has a base at the Battersea Power Station. It was abandoned in the eighties. If you come in the early hours of the morning, I can get you in.”
“Why did I see you at the museum?” Eve asked.
I couldn’t blame her for her skepticism. Though I didn’t hear it in her voice, the question made it clear she wondered.
“When I learned what the Maker was up to, I tried to get the stone before he did. I was too late. I’m lucky the thief he sent didn’t see my face.”
She nodded. “The museum proprietor said he heard two people.”
Garreth nodded. “He did. I was seconds behind the original thief. I didn’t have a chance to stop them at the stone circle, but I left the money clip. Dropped it like an accident. Can’t be blamed.”
“You need to be careful,” Eve said. “If he figures out what’s going on…”
“I’m a dead man walking already,” Garreth said. “Whatever I can do here is a bonus.”
He had a point. And by that logic, I was a dead man walking right by his side.
“There’s only one safe way to approach the power station,” Garreth said. “By train. Catch the five a.m. Just you two—I can’t sneak any more in.” He gave us directions for which station and when to jump off the train to avoid detection, as well as what we needed to bring to be prepared.
“Thank you, Garreth,” I said. “We’d never have figured this out without you.”
“No guarantees. Even with these instructions, it’ll be deadly to try to break in. I’ll meet you at the jump point.”
I nodded, wanting to hug him, the urge so strong my arms itched. But he disappeared before I could move, which was for the best.
Eve sighed and leaned against the wall. “He’s been one step ahead of us all the time.”
“Thank fates.”
She nodded. “This is going to be dangerous, though.”
“Very.” I started toward the tower. “Come on. Let’s get prepared.”
17
Lachlan
* * *
The morning train station was quiet, with only a few commuters clutching coffee cups as they waited.
Eve and I stood with the rest of them. She anxiously watched the clock, glancing up every minute to make sure the train was going to be on time.
We’d spent the night preparing for what was to come, Eve making potions and me informing my pack of what to do if something went wrong. We’d spent the night apart, of course, but she’d haunted my dreams.
When the train arrived, we climbed on board with everyone else but stayed in the entry vestibule. We’d need to be ready to jump off soon. No point in finding a seat.
As the train rumbled from the station, Eve slipped a potion from the cuff at her wrist and splashed it on several areas around the door frame. It would disable any human technology, including the alarm that would sound when I pried it open. Finished, she stared out the window. I watched her watching London and prayed this would work.
“We’re almost there,” she murmured a few minutes later. “Just crossed the river.”
Battersea Power Station was located on the south side of the Thames and had been there since the 1930s. The art deco masterpiece was an utterly massive structure made of pale stone with four huge white chimneys soaring toward the sky. The chimneys sat at each corner of the long rectangular building, visible from all over London. It was an iconic landmark, a testament to the power of coal in London’s past.
“This is it.” Eve stepped back.
I took her place in front of the door and forced it open. The alarm didn’t sound, thank fates, and we’d just reached our destination—the side of the power plant.
“Go,” I said.
Eve slipped in front of me and jumped off, rolling to protect herself. I followed, letting the doors slide shut behind me.
I hit the ground and tumbled, protecting my head as I flew across the gravel at the side of the tracks. When I finally stopped moving, I looked up to see the train disappearing into the distance. Behind us, the power station sat like a massive beast, the four pale chimneys soaring toward the dark sky.
“I don’t think anyone noticed,” Eve whispered.
We climbed to our feet and hurried toward a small, abandoned outbuilding near