Goldenseal (Garoul #1) by Gill McKnight

Author:Gill McKnight [McKnight, Gill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781602821156
Google: zyKYx0-u8tsC
Amazon: 1602821151
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2009-09-14T22:00:00+00:00

It was an awkward, shy note, emotionally clumsy and a little unsure. The star-pointed flowers were a perfect accompaniment for the sentiment. They were shy and delicate blossoms. Amy knew Leone had hunted these down in some far-off stony area. They did not grow in the rich loam by the river. It was a sweet gesture, a poignant throwback to their teenage years. Again, Amy felt a pang of regret that Leone had gone. She wanted to be with her. She needed Leone’s reassuring presence after their night of lovemaking. From the timbre of the note she knew Leone needed hers, too. Whatever had taken her away had to have been important.

With a sigh, Amy put the flowers in a tumbler of water and started making breakfast. She relaxed on the couch with her coffee and idly flicked through the pages of the Wicca spell book. She wondered who the publishers were. She’d never heard of the Wiccan Wheel before. I must ask Marie. This is her area of expertise. She scanned a few of the love potions and recipes. It was sort of laid out like a cookbook… Amy frowned. She was looking at a potion that included angelica. The gram amounts used were very reasonable, but something jarred her.

She sat back and gazed off into the middle distance, collecting her thoughts. Where had she seen angelica recipes recently? In the almanac. Right beside Connie’s illustration with the weird marks.

Amy went to Connie’s desk, opened the almanac, and found the angelica illustration. The recipe with it was one of Marie’s. An herbal infusion for colic…and curing the bite of wild dogs. Wild dogs? Bloody hell, Marie.

Unlike in the Wicca book, the ingredient measurements in Marie’s recipe were all wrong. This would choke you. Even I know that. The recipe went on to mention another botanical ingredient, lady’s bedstraw, again in bizarrely inaccurate amounts.

Amy flipped to the page with the illustration for lady’s bedstraw. The illustration had extraneous markings just like angelica. Amy didn’t have to be overly familiar with the plant to see them. Once she suspected they were there, they practically leapt off the page.

What the hell was going on? The weird measurements she guessed were linked back to the plant illustrations, but in what way? By looking at the recipe amounts she could guess which plant illustrations would have hidden sigils—the ones with the crazy gram measurements had the marks.

Amy checked out other almanacs at random. Her theory worked. Each had a weird recipe among the real ones, and for every strange herb dosage she found the related plant illustration had discreet markings hidden in it.

It was all part of the code she had suspected from the moment she had seen the marks in Connie’s work. But the marks meant nothing on their own. She still needed the missing link. All codes and ciphers had a key. She’d read about it in the library book.

Okay, so she could link the confusing recipes doses to certain illustrations, but that wasn’t enough.

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