The Blessed Undead (Return to Sleepy Hollow Book 2) by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Crane was not happy when I told him everything that I learned while he and Wash were gone. Wash wasn’t happy either, but at least Wash kept quiet. Crane, on the other hand, went off on me.

“If Katrina is still alive, you are in danger. We need to get you out of here—”

We stood in the living room, away from Bones and the spirit possessing him. Wash had his arms crossed, a pensive but dour expression on his face, while Crane practically fumed behind his glasses. Me? I was having none of it.

“No,” I said. “This was all for me. I’m not leaving town. I’m not going to run away. If Katrina wants me, she can try to get me—after I save Bones.” Damn, I sounded pretty sure of myself; if only I felt sure of myself, too. Bravado was easy to fake, clearly.

Crane heaved a sigh. “Kat, I told you, I know no way of pulling the spirit out without harming him.”

“My dad said I don’t need his journal,” I reminded him. “Katrina’s book of shadows is mine, but I also have my own.” Calling Katrina’s book of shadows was too risky—assuming it would even come for me. She’d know; just as I assumed she knew I had it when it popped up before me with a locator spell.

If Katrina couldn’t do the spell on her own, clearly there was something about me. I was Katrina 2.0, and maybe I had a bit more power, even if I wasn’t trained from birth, like some witches were.

“Okay,” Crane relented, glancing around and generally being a smartass, “then where is it? Where is this precious book of shadows that has all the answers to our problems? I don’t remember anything popping up besides hers, and that was probably only because she wanted to see if you could help her find his head.” He flicked a thumb to Wash, who then intensified his scowl.

Wash did not like being brought up in the conversation, and he wasn’t talkative enough that we could ask him why that was.

I stared at Crane, glaring, and Crane let out a sigh, his anger subsiding as he said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let my emotions get the better of me. I am…worried, Kat. I’m worried about Brom, I’m worried about Katrina, but most of all I’m worried about you.” He stepped forward, reaching for me. His hand ran down my arm. “I only want what’s best for you. I want to protect you—and if Katrina is alive, as your father said, I’m afraid we’ll…” A pause as he struggled to find the right words to say. “I’m simply afraid.”

It must’ve taken a lot for him to admit that, and I let my annoyance at his outburst subside. “I am, too,” I said. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to run away. I’m here now. My dad died for this. I’m not going to run away from this place, from Katrina, or from any of you.” I

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