"I know what those are," Marcus teased. "I believe those are the very rare Were-Pumpkin Mice. Looks like they're going to earn their keep in one way or another. But why are they mice?"
"Mr. Donohue wasn't happy because some woman named Priscilla showed up and..." one of Lucian's men began.
"Priscilla!" Marcus frowned, understanding immediately now what Edward surely must have been upset about, and knowing the effect Priscilla would have on Angus and the danger she would be. "No wonder! I have to get home right now," he told Aria quickly. He reached out for her hand.
When they arrived back at the duplex, Marcus hurried inside. Angus's caving suit was lying in a heap on the floor because Robert had gotten all the caving gear off Angus. Angus was in a light doze, and Robert had already put one of Nigel's air pendants around Angus's neck temporarily to help him breathe. Robert was in the kitchen pouring himself a mug of fresh tea. This was a cherry chocolate flavor he had created for Valentines Day for Sparks. He motioned for them to be quiet.
"He's alright," Robert said softly. "I've cast the countercurse to Priscilla's spell, and he's already a good deal better than he was. I'm afraid his dozing is a temporary side effect of the spell I used to slow his breathing and to stop the residual chest pain he was feeling...."
"Chest pain?" Marcus frowned. "Was it Priscilla?"
"You know about her, do you? Yes. Get your gear off, and I'll catch you up while he takes a short snooze. Get yourselves some tea to warm up, and, if we're very quiet, we can debrief and all get on the same page about all this. The tea is a new chocolate cherry I made for Lizzie for Valentine's Day."
"Where are the babies?" Marcus asked, not seeing them.
"Kate and Simone took them over to Kate's studio because Kate's got a commission textile art piece to finish, and Simone said she'd help her cut macrame cord." Marcus took off his caving suit and picked up Angus's and folded them so he could take them back down to the storage room later and then he poured himself and Aria a mug of Robert's chocolate cherry tea.
"So Priscilla really is out of prison?" Marcus asked.
"She is," Robert nodded. "I just finished a brief conversation with Lee. Apparently, at her trial, one of the attorneys made a misstep, and Priscilla's attorney was able to press that advantage and get her conviction overturned. They released her just about a month ago. Lee honestly didn't know or he'd have alerted us, but Priscilla made a legal name change. She now is, legally, Marie Laveau, and her partner changed his name, legally, to Dominic Laveau, clearly a reference to the original Marie Laveau's husband, Louis Christophe Dominick Duminy de Glapion. Laveau was the original Marie's maiden name. It does appear that Dominic and Priscilla are now legally married as well, and they do now on the House of Voodoo in New Orleans. Lee believes they're restarting her cult in the area, and it sounds like he's going to be putting together another detail to go to that area. He hasn't asked us to help at this point, and I'm glad because we have enough going on right here as it is. He will send a detail, if we need it, to help capture Priscilla. It sounds like his new unit has some particular expertise in voodoo and hoodoo, and I think that may help him. So, it seems that the article that Angus saw in the paper is accurate." Robert picked up the newspaper that Angus had brought back from Evan's, and he showed it to Aria and Marcus.
"He never said a syllable about that," Marcus said. "Or I'd have done things 100% differently this morning."
"Oh, I believe you," Robert said. "If Angus has one character flaw it's that the bigger a deal is with him, the more he keeps it to himself. Edward told me one time that he thinks that Angus learned early on that displaying any vulnerability to his father was definitely not in his best interests, and now, it's just habit. I really don't think he does it intentionally now."
"No, it isn't intentional. I know him well enough to know that. So what did Laveau try today?"
"She tried a spell that would have eventually crushed his chest if Lucian hadn't intervened so fast. He saved Angus from suffering any harm except a lot of pain and breathing issues. For him, it would have felt like he was having a heart attack. He's going to be fine but I'm sure he's going to not feel like doing much this afternoon."
"How upset was he?"
"No more than I'd have expected if I'd found out that the woman who tried to kill me by burying me alive was not just out of prison but nearly at my doorstep."
"I'll stick closer to him," Marcus said. "Sometimes he'll talk to me."
"I don't think anyone needs to hover over him, but if we can try to help him stay safe, that would be good. Oh, and speaking of this afternoon, I'm supposed to tell you that Simone and Kate made a big batch of chicken salad in the fridge for sandwiches if you lot are hungry, and a mammoth tossed salad."
"That's fine. We still have the lunches Kate packed too. We certainly won't starve," Marcus said, sipping his tea. "Great tea, by the way. I like the chocolate cherry. It's quite nice."
"I'm glad you like it," Robert said.
"I probably should go take the babies off Kate's and Simone's hands," Marcus said.
"I wouldn't do that," Robert laughed. "Grandma time is sacred time, I have learned. And those two love everything about being grandmothers. I'd leave them alone if I were you. The only thing those babies are at risk for at the moment is being spoiled utterly rotten."
"Fair enough," Marcus laughed.