A Maze of Murder: Witch Against Wicked - Book 1 by Kate Krake

A Maze of Murder: Witch Against Wicked - Book 1 by Kate Krake

Author:Kate Krake [Krake, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Krakenfire Media


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Lila was straightening the shelves when I returned to the shop. It was indeed a day of mixed surprises.

“How was your date?” she said with a sly grin.

“Oh, Lila, it was nothing like that. Don’t be silly,” I said, trying to keep my voice light. Struggling with the zipper on my bag, I didn’t look at the fairy.

“I see. So you were just interrogating the suspect?”

I stowed my things and gave Hemlock a hello pat. My hand trembled.

“You seem tense,” Lila said. “Did something happen with Conri?”

“It’s nothing,” I said, trying to smile. I had to push Jackfort back down deep where he belonged. He thrived on any attention he could get, negative or otherwise, and I wasn’t going to give it to him. “Conri and I shared a nice meal and some interesting conversation.”

“Interesting? Like sexy interesting?”

“Oh, Lila, don’t be ridiculous,” I said, feeling the blush rise and suddenly remembering the exact shape of Conri’s mouth as he licked his fingers. “I was there to work. He’s been out of town in Grey Mountain. Only just got back. It couldn’t have been him.”

Lila bit the side of her mouth as she often did when she was trying to figure something out.

“I guess it’s plausible. Unless he was able to project it somehow.”

“But then couldn’t we say the same thing about the Yarrows in Alaska?”

“Alaska is a long way away. Grey Mountain isn’t that far. And close enough he could have come up and back in half a day.”

“So, you’re saying we can’t trust him yet?”

Lila bit her lip again. “I’m saying… I’m saying I’ve never investigated a murder before and have no idea what I’m doing.”

“That makes two of us,” I said.

Worry swam around me. A wave had let me up for a breath as I considered Conri’s innocence (and a few other things about him), but now it pushed me back into the murky depths.

I was in over my head. These were dangerous circumstances, and now that Jackfort was around, it was getting deadly. I wanted to put it all aside and go back to my normal life. But how could I look the other way now? I’d come too far. Someone had been killed in an intentional act of violence so terrible it couldn’t go unpunished.

Those were the words Quentin himself had used, the very last night I’d seen him.

Loreton. Quentin and I stood outside the building where we shared a small apartment. Rain poured down, dripping off our noses and soaking through our clothes to our skin. He refused to come inside to talk to me about what had happened.

“It’s a crime, Bella,” he had said, his words strangled in his throat. I couldn’t tell if it was only the rain, or if tears were streaming down his face too. “The worst crime in both the normal and supernatural worlds.”

“The police never get involved in supernatural cases, you said it yourself,” I said, crying. “You can’t run. You did what Jackfort wanted.”

He placed his hand on my cheek, his skin colder than the icy weather.



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