"But I'm supposed to be immune to magic."
"You can still feel the energy at work. Everyone does. Most people just write it off as a shiver up their spine or static electricity. It's amazing how good the human brain is at rationalizing things it doesn't understand."
"Yeah, I spent the past year thinking that fairies were making a fashion statement and that elves had seen The Lord of the Rings too many times," I said.
"You know, I think I'm ready to believe you," Ethan said. "So what do you have on our case?"
Owen handed him a file. "This is Phelan Idris's employment record. I was careful to document everything, every assignment, every reprimand, every performance evaluation."
Ethan flipped through the file. "This is very thorough. Did you know he was a troublemaker from the start?"
"I had a feeling. No evidence, though. I just knew that I'd need documentation someday." He scratched his ear and looked embarrassed, although for once he didn't blush. "I have a touch of precognition— not enough to be a real seer, just the occasional flash of insight. This time it proved useful."
"Can I take this?" Ethan asked.
"They're copies. Go ahead."
Ethan slipped the file into his briefcase. Owen handed him another file. "These are the projects he was working on while he was employed here. I've made copies of his source material."
"And you have the only known copy of this source material?"
"On the bookshelf over there."
Ethan stuck that file in his case, and Owen handed him yet another file. "This is my analysis of the spells he's marketing. I've highlighted the comparisons where I think he lifted work he did while he was here. His work here forms the core of these spells. Without that work, he'd have nothing."
Ethan frowned as he studied these. "I have to admit that this makes very little sense to me. I'll have to rely on your notes. They seem pretty extensive. Anyway, our goal is to just get his attention. I should have enough to go on."
"Let me know if you have any questions or if you need anything explained. You have my card."
Ethan closed his briefcase. "Anything else I need to know?"
"That should do it, unless you have questions along the way."
"Then I should be able to get a letter drafted by the end of this week. Should I send it to you for review?"