01_-_The_Alchemyst

“Capture them if you can—if not, then kill them to prevent Flamel from
using their powers.” Then both she and the Crow Goddess stepped into the
thickening cloud and were gone. The damp grayness swirled away, leaving
Dr. John Dee alone on the isolated path.
“How do I get to Ojai?” he called.
But there was no response.
Dee shoved his hands in the pockets of his ruined leather coat and set
off down the narrow path. He hated it when they did that, dismissed him as if
he were nothing more than a child.
But things would change.
The Elders liked to think that Dee was their puppet, their tool. He had
seen how Bastet had abandoned Senuhet, who had been with her for at least a
century, without a second glance. He knew they would do exactly the same to
him, given the chance.
But Dr. John Dee had plans to ensure that they never got that chance.