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The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Four: The Choice of the Mother

... white as he gripped the hilt of his sword. Fatima let out a constant hiss of curses, each more vile than the last. “Did everyone place their dildos?” Kyle asked. “Is the magic circle complete?” The concubines all nodded their head. “We did, Master,” Teleisia answered. “Then we can still do the plan.” “We do not have the element of surprise,” Britney said. “The enemy has retreated to a stronghold. Burke must have defenses at this school that—” “He has my mother.” Kyle's voice was a low rumble. “I will tear that school brick by brick if I have to. We are going with the plan. The witches will power the circle, drawing on Aaliyah's power funneled through Zaritha. Burke will be cut off from Hecate and we'll destroy him! Aaliyah, I wish Zaritha was here.” The Ifrit appeared in the center of the SUV, her dark eyes flashing with anger. “Why have you summoned me early?” “We're attacking now,” Kyle answered. “Now? What has gone wrong? Has Burke learned of the plan?” “Yes.” “Then we need a new plan. We can't attack now. This is stupid!” Insolence danced in the Ifrit's eyes and Aaliyah narrowed her eyes. “You forget your place, Ifrit,” she said, jutting her chin out. “You are one of Kyle's concubines. It is not your place to question your husband and master.” The Ifrit opened her mouth, a fiery retort on her lips, then her eyes bulged. She had sworn the oath to be his and that was a powerful act for a Djinn. “Sorry, Master,” she muttered, her face twisting as she spat out the words. ...

... “We will attack. Are there any changes to the plan?” “We have three witches to power the circle.” “Three...” Zaritha worked her lips, her eyes narrowing. “Very well.” Aaliyah peered at the Ifrit. Why does that displease her? “We're approaching the school!” Shannon shouted. “Once we get out, you keep driving. I don't want you or any of the concubines caught up in this. Park in that empty lot we met with Zaritha this morning.” “Yes, Master.” “But...” Mindy objected. “What if someone is hurt. You'll need my first aid bag.” Kyle reached out, cupping the nurse's face and peering into her green eyes. “I do not want any of you hurt.” “Yes, Master,” she whispered, a tear spilling down her cheek. The SUV screeched to a stop. Britney was the first out, followed by Kyle. Aaliyah went out last. The rain hammered down on the red brick buildings of the school. The three witches stopped at the entrance to the parking lot and a silver line flared up, reaching out in a curving arc—the magic circle they had drawn around the school. “Good luck,” Christy said, hugging Kyle. “Get your mother back.” Britney was hugging Phillipa as Aaliyah walked up. She embraced and kissed Kyle, Fatima, and Fumi. “You will be triumphant,” she declared, fighting at her fear. “And we will be waiting for your safe return.” “We'll come back,” Kyle nodded. “I finally have all four of you. I'm not losing you now.” Aaliyah watched as Kyle, Fatima, Britney, and Fumi strode towards the school, their weapons in hand. She ...