Ribbing and Runes: A Paranormal Cozy Mystery (Vampire Knitting Club Book 13) by Nancy Warren

Author:Nancy Warren [Warren, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ambleside Publishing
Published: 2021-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

I hadn’t warmed to Karmen, the Wicked Witch of Wallingford, and I’d definitely been wary of a woman who’d sell hexes that caused the amount of damage poor Violet had sustained, but I hadn’t thought she would try to murder me. I still didn’t understand why she would. She had to know there were going to be consequences.

And the consequences were on their way.

I was glad that Rafe and I were driving separately from Sylvia, because it was really important we got there first. Sylvia in the Bentley would, with any luck, arrive after me and Rafe in the Tesla.

I found my hands were trembling with the combination of rage and trepidation. I didn’t enjoy having enemies. Yet, somehow, I’d managed to get myself a deadly one. Margaret Twigg had been warning me that dark forces were coming. Was this what she’d meant?

I’d imagined a big confrontation between good witches and bad witches, not that I would be the victim of a single, mean witch. What had I ever done to Karmen? When I voiced this idea, Rafe looked at me.

“Maybe she’s jealous.”

“Jealous of me?” It was ludicrous.

He shrugged. “A woman who will work that hard to look eternally young and beautiful might be overcome with rage seeing your actual youth and beauty. She could never quite recapture a bloom like yours.”

Okay, I bathed in the compliment for a bit, the way I’d roll around in a scented, warm bubble bath. Then I took in what he was really saying. “But if she had killed me, she had to know that Sylvia would come after her.”

“She may not know exactly what Sylvia is capable of. In fact, she may not know that Sylvia is undead.”

It was true enough. We hadn’t exactly advertised the fact, and we’d done the tea mug switching thing. Still, there was something about Sylvia that screamed, “Do not cross me.”

But maybe the Wicked Witch of Wallingford was so confident of her own powers that she believed she could take Sylvia. Maybe she’d assumed Sylvia would taste the elixir, not knowing that Sylvia didn’t need it.

One way or another, it was showdown time.

As we grew nearer, I spotted a car coming towards us in the other lane. I didn’t know why I looked at it. I’m not one of those people who loves cars so much they like to pick out makes and models as they drive by. It was an inborn instinct. That power that people kept telling me I had and that I was working to try and control.

The car drove by, and as I looked into it, I saw Margaret Twigg. Her face looked peculiar. Set and hard and angry. Well, that part wasn’t peculiar, except that normally she only looked like that when she was looking at me.

“That’s Margaret Twigg,” I said aloud.

“Not that surprising. This is the main road back to Oxford.”

“Huh, I wonder what she was doing out here.”

I directed Rafe to Karmen’s house, and as we pulled up, he looked around.

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