“I called Mason. He’s going to send a small group here.”
“That’s great.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, but we need everyone.”
“Give it time.” He nudged me with his elbow and took another heaping forkful.
I picked at my food, mostly moving it around to make it look like I was eating. I’d barely eaten two real bites when Chase came into the room with a huge smile. “All taken care of. They’ll be here on Monday.”
“Who?” Leticia asked.
“Everyone,” he said the word slowly, “from Serpentarius.”
“Everyone?” I asked.
“Yup!”
Leticia squealed and threw her arms around Chase. “Oh, you’re the best! You’ve saved us all!” She turned to me. “Don’t you think so, Jodi?”
I nodded and went back to pushing my food around with my fork. The rest of the meal was filled with happy faces and people patting Chase on the back. I should’ve been happy, but something was off.
“We should celebrate,” Leticia said. “Do something fun for once. No lessons or talk about training for one full night.”
I didn’t feel like celebrating. I felt like getting answers, but I was outvoted. Everyone was shouting out ideas. After what had happened during the last movie night, we skipped that idea. Randy suggested we play charades, but no one else went for it. Arianna said she’d found some board games in one of the hall closets, but that suggestion got groans from all the guys.
“I know.” Tony got up from the table and left the room without another word.
“Are we supposed to follow him?” I asked.
Alex shrugged. “Why not?”
We got up and scanned the halls for Tony.
“Tony?” I called. “Where are you?”
No answer. We peeked in all the rooms and even closets downstairs. Nothing.
“Did he go to his room?” Leticia asked.
“Nope,” Tony called from the stairs. “I went to the library.”
“What for?” Alex asked.
“This.” Tony held up what looked like a severed hand.
“Ugh! Where did you get that?” Leticia turned away, gagging.
He reached the bottom landing and turned the hand over in his palm. “I know it’s a little…”
“Gross,” I said.
Tony shrugged. “It has sentimental value to the school.”
I crossed my arms, thinking he must be joking. “How can a severed hand have sentimental value?”
“This is the hand of the very first corpse raised by someone at this school. It was preserved to remind us that our power is our greatest gift.”
“I don’t want gifts like
“I don’t expect you all to understand it now, but one day you will. When you understand how important this school is.” Tony loved this school. It was all he had. He was thirty-eight and had never had a wife. I’d heard a rumor that he’d fallen for an Ophi who was already engaged to someone else. He never got over her. That meant he never had had a child either. Being Ophi and not being able to have a child was ten times worse than it was for a human. Tony hadn’t been able to contribute to the Ophi line, so he’d dedicated himself to teaching Ophi kids.
“Why did you want to get the hand?” I asked. “I thought you had an idea for what we could do this evening.”
“Maybe he wants us to raise a few corpses and chop off some hands of our own,” Randy said.
We all turned and stared at him.
Randy shrugged. “What? Tony’s the one who brought that thing down here.”
Tony laughed. “I brought it because I had an idea for a game. A game that will let us get to know each other a little better.”
“And it involves a severed hand?” I asked.
Tony shrugged. “I needed a spinner.”
The guys burst out laughing. I had to admit it was kind of funny. I mean, a bunch of necromancers playing with a severed hand? But poor Leticia looked horrified.
“I’m not touching that thing,” she said.
“You won’t have to. I’m not actually playing, so I’ll be in charge of spinning.” Tony nodded toward the living room. “Come on. Let’s learn a little more about each other.”
“So, it’s a get to know you kind of game?” I flopped down on the couch.
“Exactly. If we are going to be like family, then we should know a few secrets about each other.” Tony dragged over the coffee table and another couch, so we were sitting in a rectangle. He placed the hand in the middle of the coffee table.
Maybe this game wasn’t such a bad idea. I could get some answers out of Chase.
“Sounds interesting,” Chase said. “I can’t wait to hear everyone’s darkest secrets.” His gaze fell on me.
“Shall we begin?” Tony was already spinning the hand. It stopped with its fingers facing Leticia.
“Ugh, why did that creepy thing have to point to me?”
“All right, Leticia,” Tony said, “tell us something we don’t know about you.”
“Okay.” She paused, thinking of what to share. “Oh, I know. Once when Abby borrowed my shampoo and didn’t return it, I snuck into her bathroom and dripped toilet water into her toothpaste.”
“You mean you put perfume in her toothpaste?” Arianna asked.
“No.” Leticia shook her head. “I used a cup to get water from the toilet, and I dripped it into her tube of toothpaste.”
“Why didn’t you just dunk her toothbrush in the toilet instead?” Randy asked.
Leticia’s face turned red. “I didn’t think of it,” she said in a small voice.
We all started laughing. Poor Leticia. She really was kind of helpless—for someone who could raise the dead.
Tony spun the hand again. This time it landed on Randy.
“Um, I don’t have any secrets like Leticia’s, but I did steal a bag of Troy’s favorite chips once. Man, he went crazy looking for it. He even blamed the servants. Like a bunch of living dead would eat potato chips.”
“Boring.” Chase dragged out the word. “At least Leticia’s story was funny. You’ve got to have a better secret than that.”
Randy fidgeted with his hands in his lap. “I do have one secret, but it’s not something I want to share.”
“Come on. That’s the whole point of this game, isn’t it?” Chase was pushing awfully hard. I hoped that meant he’d be more than willing to share when it was his turn.
“Yeah, Randy, you can tell us.” Leticia put her hand on his arm.
Randy squeezed his fists. “All right, but before I tell you all this, I want to say that I know I was overreacting at the time. I don’t feel this way now.”
We all nodded.
Randy inhaled loudly. “When I first saw my dad after Victoria brought him back, I wanted to…I wanted to kill her. I wanted to make her pay for the way she’d mangled his body.”
I remembered all too well how wrong Victoria had been to try raising the Ophi. It was a power reserved for me, but she wouldn’t listen. She insisted on using my locket, the one Medusa had given me with her blood infused in the bloodstone, to raise those poor people. All she’d succeeded in doing was creating an army of living dead Ophi. I reached my hand up and touched my bare neck. The locket lay broken in my dresser drawer now. I hadn’t been able to part with it. It didn’t hold Medusa’s blood anymore, but it still had special meaning to me.
No one had said a word for several minutes. We all waited to see how Alex would react to this. Finally Randy said, “I’m sorry, man.”
Alex shook his head. “I don’t blame you. Victoria was a monster. She acted without thinking about any consequences. I’m sorry for what she did to your dad, and to Leticia’s parents.” Alex was talking about her in the
