Bedtimes and Broomsticks by Amanda A. Allen

Author:Amanda A. Allen [Allen, Amanda A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raining Ink Publishing
Published: 2017-05-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Scarlett left her own place in a huff. She’d spent a fruitless day trying to get more information, including driving out to Brad and Kelly’s house—no one was home. Scarlett had tried Brad’s mom’s house after Henna had said something, but again—no one was there. She’d come home to find Lex and Gus waiting for her.

They’d brought in the flooring her mom had sent without a word. That was the last time they’d been quiet. The sniping had started with something that Gus had said about warlocks. It was like listening to children fight about Pokémon versus Batman. It made no sense. And yet they were sniping at each other until she’d been forced to flee.

Didn’t they know druids were supposed to be calm and zen? Truthfully, Scarlett hadn’t felt calm since before Grant left her family, but the murder had escalated her anxiety to a whole other level. Having those two fight was not helping. She stomped past the bakery, paused, and glanced down the alleyway where Lacey Monroe had been murdered.

Maybe Scarlett shouldn’t feel as if she couldn’t walk down there, but suddenly, Scarlett wasn’t going to have an entire side of her building stolen from her any longer. She wasn’t going to be trapped by the crimes of another.

Scarlett entered the alleyway wondering if she’d feel something. Some sort of effect of what had happened there. Maybe she’d discover regret for what happened to Lacey, but the truth was Scarlett only felt that in the most generic of ways. She stomped into the alleyway, moving fast enough to hopefully outpace her fears, but as she moved, something else moved too.

She froze and then caught sight of a flickering light near the ground. Scarlett took a slow, shuffled step forward and then another. But this time, something moved again, and she about jumped out of her skin. The wind flew through the alley, swirling around her and making the flicking light almost go out.

“It’s just me,” someone said as if that would be comforting. She didn’t know that voice and suddenly wanted to run away.

“Me, who?” Scarlett demanded. Her heart was racing and the wind was blowing, and she had accessed her abilities and the strength of the garden in a panic.

“Me, Brad Day,” the voice said, and Scarlett caught something familiar finally. That it was Brad was not comforting though. She could see him as the killer simply because he’d known Lacey so well.

She stepped forward using the light on her phone to shine it in his face and found the same bluff, blond face she’d known forever. But now he was softened by enough fat to give him a second chin while still leaving him a giant of a man—like he’d been a giant of a boy. His eyes were bloodshot, his face covered in stubble, he looked like he’d been on a several day bender and smelled like it too.

“What are you doing here?”

“Thinking of her,” Brad said. “You remember her. She was part of our lives since forever.

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