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Voodoo market, how she meets all these people. Witches and psychics, people who come to her for herbs stuff.”
    “Your mother has very high quality products,” Marie said with a nod.
    “Well, I didn’t realize that Amos works for some… I don’t know who these guys are, but they snatched my momma right off the street. She didn’t even get a close her shop or nothing, left the door wide open. Lucky everybody scared of my momma.” Andrea scowled.
    “And did Amos tell you where your mother is?” Duverjay asked.
    “Naw. I guess that guy, Perma or whatever his name is, has some some spot across the bridge where he keeps people. Amos make it sound like…” Andrea paused and shivered. “Like it’s no big thing. That’s fucked up.”
    “You mean Pere Mal, I think. Why are they holding your mother? Does she have something they want?” Mere Marie asked, cocking her head.
    “Amos was tipping me real good a couple of weeks ago, asking me to look out for a certain kinda person. A medium, he called it. Somebody real strong, with no shields to keep people out, and nobody to look after them. Momma reads auras and shit, you know,” Andrea said, circling her hand around her head to imitate an aura. “She said this lady comes in and gets some kinda herb, something to make it so she don’t see ghosts and stuff. Momma says that lady’s aura is a little blue, means she don’t got anybody waiting for her at home. Anyway, Amos was asking, so I told him about the lady. I figured he wanted to contact a ghost or something.”
    “And they took your mother to find the lady?” Rhys asked, filling in the gaps in the story.
    “Yeah. Her name’s Echo Caballero. Amos called her something else, too… A light or some shit,” Andrea sighed.
    “Language,” Duverjay warned with a frown.
    “Sorry, Uncle George.” Andrea gave him an apologetic grimace and Duverjay gave her a gentle hug.
    “Let’s get you something to drink, huh?” Duverjay said, shooting Rhys a meaningful glance as he shepherded his niece toward the kitchen. “Let them work on how to get your mother back.”
    The second they were out of hearing range, Gabriel gave a beleaguered sigh.
    “I didn’t realize that we were doing Duverjay’s personal errands now,” he lamented.
    “That’s not why Duverjay brought her here,” Mere Marie snapped, shooting Gabriel an irritable glance. “He brought her because it involves Pere Mal. And it’s a good thing he did, if this woman is what I think she is. The Three Lights must be protected, kept from Pere Mal at all costs.”
    “What are the Three Lights?” Rhys asked.
    Working for Mere Marie had opened up a whole new world for him, and every damned magical thing seemed to have a special title and a backstory. That wasn’t even accounting for all the weird New Orleans history and mythology that Mere Marie and Duverjay were steeped in. God help you if you pronounced Burgundy Street like the wine, when locals called it Ber-GUN-dee .
    “Where’s Aeric?” Mere Marie asked, fanning herself. “I need all three Guardians for this task.”
    Gabriel turned, cupping his hands to his mouth, and bellowed Aeric’s name toward the second floor where the viking's rooms lay. The four upper floors were all arranged so that a row of dark wood doors exited onto a long, broad landing that connected to the staircases mounted on each side of the house. This meant that looking up from the foyer, The volume of his shout was particularly impressive, and Rhys smirked at Mere Marie’s expression of displeasure at being so close to the sound.
    Seconds later, a door on the second floor opened and a massive dark blond man stepped into view, looking irate.
    “Yes?” Aeric asked, walking up to the landing’s railing and leaning on it to peer down at them. Aeric’s English was coming along well, considering that at the time of his arrival at the Manor he’d known none at all, but even so he was still taciturn.
    “ Mistress needs all of