Chapter 23

They stole my memory

"Sam? Are you awake?" Squinting one eye, I tried to focus on Owen's worried face. Why did it hurt so much? "Thanks that..." Saved me. Knives pierced his throat with every whispered word.

“Shit, Sam." The couch shook as Owen fell to his knees next to me. “Healing magic is none of my business. I tried, but I doubt I did well.” He rested his forehead on my shoulder. "I don't think I've ever been so scared in my life. Even when Jenny Lim tried to kiss me in first grade,” he said with a shudder.

"Underfoot?"

"I called. It took a while to trace his number and then he didn't answer, but I left a message. I also called my sister. Healing magic is her gift."

"Clive?" If anyone could quickly bring Underfoot here, it would be Clive.

"Ah, no. I didn't bother him. I mean, the sun is still…” His voice trailed off at the last word. “And, well, he’s a little intimidating." I started nodding, but my neck and head were screaming in pain, so I tried to lie as still as possible.

"Cli