The tiny pop of electricity preceded me and it wasn't until I noticed the small surveillance camera on the fifth floor landing, black smoke pouring out of its casing, I realized Demetrius was keeping the Brotherhood from tracking us.

I'd seen enough cop movies to swear inside my head at myself for not thinking of it first.

It was a long climb, but seemed to fly by, floor after floor disappearing beneath me. I'm absolutely positive if I didn't have access to my magic I ...