When I finally woke up, I didn’t know what to think.
I noticed that I was safe, back at the hotel, and Samantha wasn’t with me. That was about all I noticed before my brain plunged into overdrive, my mind racing ninety miles a minute.
Who would do something like this? Maybe someone with a grudge against the people? I shook my head. That didn’t make sense. Any humans who had had contact with the people over the last hundred years had been mind wiped, with the exception of Artemis and his family, but they wouldn’t do anything to hurt the people. I could also rule out any rouge dwarf or fairy, because that didn’t make either. Who would put together a plan of this magnitude, then not take their chance to get rid of two fairies, one an LEP officer, and instead take one hostage? It didn’t make sense to me.
I stopped suddenly. The thought had given me an idea.
Something I didn’t understand, Artemis usually did. After my last meeting with Artemis, I didn’t really want to go to him for help.
But as much as I didn’t’ t want his help, I wanted to get Samantha back, and in order to even have the slightest chance of that, I would need that mud boy.
Sighing, I stood and grabbed my wings. Strapping them across my back as I walked, I went over and threw open the window. I turned on my wings and gunned the throttle.
I landed on the roof of the mud boy’s motel in barely an hour. I had no idea what Artemis would be doing here, but this was where the tracker had led me. (We had a tracker place on Artemis the first chance we got, back before he saved the people a dozen times. I would have long since had someone take it out, but after so long I just didn’t see the point.) Unless the tracker was broken or had some other problem wrong with it, (which I doubted) he was here.
I flew around, looking in all the windows, until finally I found him. He was lying on his bed, propped up on the pillows, typing on his laptop. I took a deep breath, then knocked on the window.