Books and Broomsticks (The Booksmart Witch Mystery Series Book 3) by Constance Barker

Author:Constance Barker [Barker, Constance]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Constance Barker
Published: 2024-04-19T00:00:00+00:00

THE EVENING HAD TAKEN on a sharp chill as Amelia, Lucas, and Willow gathered at The Wandering Page, their expressions etched with concern. Sophie's absence, especially after her intention to confront the hooded figure, had set alarm bells ringing.

"Did she say anything to you about where she was going?" Amelia asked, pacing the length of the bookstore, her worry evident in each step.

Lucas shook his head. "Nothing specific, but she mentioned wanting to end this once and for all. I should've realized she'd do something like this."

Willow, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea, seemed deep in thought. "She's strong, but this... this was too risky. We need to find her before it's too late."

The trio decided to split up, covering different parts of town where Sophie might have gone. Amelia headed towards the town square, Lucas took the alleyways and backstreets, and Willow focused on the parks and less frequented areas, hoping their combined efforts would lead them to Sophie.

As the night deepened, the tension grew. Each creak and whisper of the wind seemed ominous, a reminder of the dangers lurking in the shadows. After hours of fruitless searching, a faint glow from Amelia's scrying crystal offered a glimmer of hope.

Amelia's fingers trembled slightly as she peered into the scrying crystal, its surface swirling with mists that danced like phantoms in the dim light of the bookstore's back room. Lucas and Willow stood close, their expressions a mix of concern and determination, reflecting the gravity of their friend's disappearance.

The crystal's haze began to clear, revealing glimpses of a dilapidated warehouse, its walls suffused with the creeping shadows of the evening. Within its confines, the figure of Sophie, her posture tense, faced the hooded extortionist, whose identity remained shrouded in mystery.

"I've got her," Amelia announced, her voice a whisper of apprehension. "She's at the old warehouse on Mason's Lane."

Lucas moved closer, his protective instincts flaring. "Is she alright?"

Amelia's gaze remained locked on the crystal, her lips pressed into a thin line. "It's hard to say... but we need to act fast."

Chapter Seven

The night air was brisk as Amelia, Lucas, and Willow hurried through the less-traveled streets of Sinking Springs, their footsteps echoing in the quiet. The old warehouse loomed ahead, its silhouette a dark blot against the starry sky, an ominous beacon guiding their urgent rescue mission.

Upon arrival, they found the warehouse door slightly ajar, an invitation or perhaps a trap. Lucas led the way, his senses heightened for any sign of danger. Inside, the vast space was dimly lit by scattered shafts of moonlight piercing through broken windows, casting long shadows that seemed to twist and move on their own.

The air was heavy with the scent of disuse, a musty blend of rust and old wood that filled their nostrils as they cautiously moved forward. The warehouse's interior was a labyrinth of towering shelves and forgotten crates, a testament to its once bustling activity now reduced to a silent graveyard of commerce. Echoes of their footsteps bounced off the high ceilings, amplifying the eerie quietude that enveloped them.

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