Chapter 19

The sharp ring of Bernand's phone pierced the night. He dug it out of his pocket as he headed back inside, turning the lock when he answered.

“I need you, my friend.” The voice on the other end of the line was eerily comparable to his own and needed no intro.

Bernard gritted his teeth and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Hearing from his twin brother after four years should be a good thing. Except it wasn’t. It never was.

“What trouble are you in now, Brown?” he asked with a barely contained growl.

A dark chuckle reverberated back to him. “Ah, you know me so very well.”

“Mm. We are twins for a reason, asshole."

A sigh echoed down the line. “The bloody council is threatening me again. Asking for more of the magic…”

“You know you’re not supposed to be fucking with that shit Brown,” Bernard hissed.

“I know you’ve been using it just as well as I have,” his twin retorted sharply, his voice edged in condescension.

Bernard couldn’t deny h