An Artistic Homicide (Lainswich Witches Book 11) by Raven Snow

Author:Raven Snow [Snow, Raven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Eric wasn’t there when Rowen pulled into the driveway. That was probably for the best. She didn’t need any distractions if they were to successfully lift a hex and, right now, Eric was a distraction.

“This your place?” asked Nathan, getting out of the car when Rowen did.

“Yeah,” Rowen responded curtly. She had thought that would be obvious.

“Looks nice.”

“Thanks.” Rowen went to the front door and unlocked it. Chester greeted them. The old dog spun in a circle, wagging his tail. He was as happy as could be right up until he saw Nathan. Suddenly, he began to growl. That was certainly unlike him. “Back up, Chester,” Rowen scolded, pushing him back with her leg. “Sorry. I’m not sure what’s gotten into him. He normally likes just about everyone.”

“Great,” Nathan muttered, stepping into the house. “So your dog hates me.”

“He probably just expected my husband,” Rowen lied. In truth, it seemed to her like her dog did indeed hate him. Maybe she shouldn’t have let him come along. Then again, it couldn’t hurt to do a little more subtle investigating into him.

Outside, more cars started pulling up. By the time Rowen had turned on the lights in the den, everyone was entering through the front door. “So, what exactly did you do?” Rose was asking Peony as they walked. “For the hex, I mean.”

“Normal stuff. It wasn’t anything special.” Peony shrugged, her eyes on the floor. “I put both of their names on a candle and just… Tried to stir up some cosmic justice while they burned down. You know?”

She was right. That was a pretty standard spell. Rowen hoped it wasn’t too broad a hex to reverse. She went to the drawer where she kept some of her candles. She selected a couple of black ones and headed back to the den.

“So you think Dayveed was killed because he got hexed?” Nathan was doing a very poor job of keeping a straight face. Even after the little demonstration in the garden, it didn’t look like he believed any of them about the magic stuff.

“He may have,” said Peony, rubbing at her eyes again as she sat on the sofa. She took a deep breath and made a real effort not to cry. The drive here must have given her some time to reflect. Having a breakdown wasn’t going to do anyone any good.

“And what if he was?” asked Nathan. “Do you tell the police? Can you even get arrested for this sort of thing? Is there a special secret witch court that you have to go to?”

Rowen got the distinct impression that he wasn’t being serious. Still, it did raise the question of how they were going to handle this if it did turn out to be Peony’s fault. “We’ll just have to cross that bridge when we get to it.” There. That seemed honest and succinct enough. She set the candles up on the coffee table and everyone gathered in a circle, sitting on the floor to be closer to the candles.

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