Book Seven: Chapter 190

“Hey, buddy, how are you doing?”

A thin metal arm peeled away from the base of the lamp and waved at him.

“I’m gonna need the Grimoire.” Mike turned his back on Tick Tock and Beth followed his lead. There was a flumping sound, and when they looked back at the mimic, it was a small treasure chest that opened with a chime. Inside lay the Grimoire of Morgan Le Fey. Mike picked up the book and patted the mimic affectionately. “Thanks.”

“What are you doing?” asked Beth.

“Breaking an unspoken rule of my own.” Mike held up the book. “I need a quick primer on how to use it.”

Beth stared hungrily at the book. “It’s addictive,” she muttered, looking up at Mike. “A shortcut that shouldn’t be taken.”

“Tonight is the night for shortcuts. I’m going to use this to get my kids back if I have to.” Mike cracked open the book and studied the blank pages within. The paper glowed ominously as words magically wrote themselves across the page.

“I guess, but even Y