“When Horus spoke to me,” I said, “he warned that some of the gods might try to stop us from waking Ra. Now I guess we know who.”
Sadie exhaled. “If they didn’t like our plan, an angry text message would’ve done. Nekhbet and Babi almost tore me apart!”
Her face was a little green. Her combat boots were splattered with shampoo and mud, and her favorite leather jacket had a stain on the shoulder that looked suspiciously like vulture poop. Still, I was impressed that she was conscious. Potions are hard to make and even harder to use. There’s always a price for channeling that much magic.
“You did great,” I told her.
Sadie looked resentfully at the black knife in her lap—the ceremonial blade Anubis had given her. “I’d be dead if not for Bes.”
“Nah,” Bes said. “Well, okay, you probably would be. But you would’ve gone down in style.”
Sadie turned the strange black knife as if she might find instructions written on it.
“It’s a netjeri,” I said. “A serpent blade. Priests used it for—”
“The opening-of-the-mouth ceremony,” she said. “But how does that help us?”
“Don’t know,” I admitted. “Bes?”
“Death rituals. I try to avoid them.”
I looked at Walt. Magic items were his specialty, but he didn’t seem to be paying attention. Ever since Sadie had told us about her talk with Anubis, Walt had been awfully quiet. He sat next to her, fidgeting with his rings.
“You okay?” I asked him.
“Yeah…just thinking.” He glanced at Sadie. “About netjeri blades, I mean.”
Sadie tugged at her hair, like she was trying to make a curtain between her and Walt. The tension between them was so thick, I doubted ev
en a magic knife could cut through it.
“Bloody Anubis,” she muttered. “I could have died, for all he cared.”
We drove in silence for a while after that. Finally, Bes turned onto Westminster Bridge and doubled back over the Thames.
Sadie frowned. “Where are we going? We need a portal. All the best artifacts are at the British Museum.”
“Yeah,” Bes said. “And the other magicians know that.”
“Other magicians?” I asked.
“Kid, the House of Life has branches all over the world. London is the Ninth Nome. With that stunt at Waterloo, Miss Sadie just sent up a big flare telling Desjardins’ followers, Here I am! You can bet they’re going to be hunting you now. They’ll be covering the museum in case you make a run for it. Fortunately, I know a different place we can open a portal.”
Schooled by a dwarf. It should’ve occurred to me that London had other magicians. The House of Life was everywhere. Outside the security of Brooklyn House, there wasn’t a single continent where we’d be safe.
We rode through South London. The scene along Camberwell Road was almost as depressing as my thoughts. Rows of grubby brick apartments and low-rent shops lined the street. An old woman scowled at us from a bus stop. In the doorway of an Asda grocery store, a couple of young tough guys eyed the Mercedes as if they wanted to steal it. I wondered if they were gods or magicians in disguise, because most people didn’t notice the car.
I couldn’t imagine where Bes was taking us. It didn’t seem like the kind of neighborhood where you’d find a lot of Egyptian artifacts.
Finally a big park opened up on our left: misty green fields, tree-lined paths, and a few ruined walls like aqueducts, covered in vines. The land sloped upward to a hilltop with a radio tower.
Bes jumped the curb and drove straight over the grass, knocking down a sign that said keep to the path. The evening was gray and rainy, so there weren’t many people around. A couple of joggers on the nearby path didn’t even look at us, as if they saw Mercedes limos four-wheeling across the park every day.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“Watch and learn, kid,” Bes said.
Being called “kid” by a guy shorter than me was a little annoying, but I kept my mouth shut. Bes drove straight up the hill. Close to the top was stone staircase maybe thirty feet wide, built into the hillside. It seemed to lead nowhere. Bes slammed on the brakes and we swerved to a stop. The hill was higher than I’d realized. Spread out below us was the whole of London.