Chapter 4
Ben stood over a table in his council room, Evie's magic mirror clutched in his hands. "Oh Evie, for someone who's supposed to be protective of this mirror, it sure was easy to get it away from you," he chuckled, a grim smile spread across his face.
He was so proud of himself. Not only had he managed to take the mirror out of Evie's bag as he walked out of the cafeteria, but he'd been able to do it without her even noticing. "And as for you, Mal? You're not going to be rid of me that easily. We're connected now," he whispered, "In more ways than one."
As he ran his fingers across the glass, a demented smile spread across his face, for he knew it was only a matter of time before his little "connection" to Mal began to show itself.