Karyn pulled the car to a stop near the scene of the crime, having to park almost a block away due to the police crusiers and news vans packed around the house.
"Why did we have to take the same car?" Sarah asked, almost slamming the door of Karyn's green sedan. It was the first time either girl had spoken since Mr. Larkin chained them together.
"It helps the environment." Karyn replied calmly, checking her camera and lenses. Sarah pulled a professional looking jacket from her bag and slipped it on, along with fashionable sunglasses. Then she pulled her long blond hair into a low ponytail. The look made her look older and more official than Karyn's high school t-shirt and jeans.
"How does this usually work for you?"
Sarah shrugged, "Slip one of the beat cops a twenty or two. They spill the beans pretty quickly. The duo stopped at the yellow police tape. Nearby newscrews started live shots. Neighbors gawked and some cried.
"Where is Miss Amazing?" Karyn heard one of them say. She grimaced, knowing the answer probably wouldn't comfort them.
High in the frozen mountains of Faerie, the Ice Queen stalked through her sculpture garden. Made from ice and cold stone, the many beautiful statues were once foolish mortals or Fae who dared fight her bitter power.
The Ice Queen came to a small circular pool at the center of her garden. The blue water was frozen into a perfectly smooth sheet of ice. The Queen bent down and breathed onto it.
"Jon Phillips." She whispered to her scrying pool. Ice shapes began to form on the ice's surface. The gained color and motion, showing a perfect mortal scene of two teenages and two adults sitting to dinner. Then it shifted to the halls and classrooms of a school, now empty. After that to a strange store packed with thin books made of pictures. The process started again.
The Ice Queen narrowed her eyes. Jon Phillips was eluding her scrying somehow. "Where are you, my pretty pixie?"
