Halfway Hexed (Southern Witch#3) by Kimberly Frost

Author:Kimberly Frost [Frost, Kimberly]
Language: rus
Format: epub
Published: 2011-02-08T21:00:00+00:00

All the way back to Bryn’s house, I couldn’t stop picturing the body. I gripped the steering wheel tight to keep my hands from shaking.

“You know when Gwen tried to kill us, Merc, I thought maybe I could kill her back.” I shook my head. “If you would’ve died, I guess I might’ve been crazy bent on revenge. But seeing her like that . . .” I pursed my lips. “Put me down for self-defense, but the premeditated stuff? No. No way.”

Mercutio licked my arm.

“Thanks, Merc. You being a predator, I wasn’t sure you’d really support me on that.” I rubbed his fur.

Bryn opened the gate and was standing in the doorway when I pulled up.

“How’s Steve?”

“Awake. He was pretty sick when he woke up, but he’s all right now. The paramedics came. We both declined transport to the nearest hospital, so they rebandaged my arm and left.

“How is your arm?”

He shrugged. “Hurts, but pain is sort of par for the course the past few weeks.”

“Yeah, I guess so. You know what else is par for the course lately?”

“What?”

“Dead bodies.”

His eyebrows rose. “What’s happened?”

“I didn’t kill her.”

“Who? Gwen?”

“She was already dead when I found her.”

“Gwen is dead?”

I nodded. He looked around as if the answers to everything that had happened were floating somewhere around the room and if he looked hard enough, he’d spot them.

“So you found her. In her hotel room?”

I nodded again.

“What were you doing there?”

“Looking for my stuff that she stole.”

“Why are you so determined to get it back? You’ve said the spellbook’s instructions are often impractical, and you’re not even sure the jewelry’s yours. Besides, what makes you so certain that Gwen took them?”

“A hunch.” That I got from casting a spell that nearly drowned me.

“Uh-huh.” Bryn sighed. “Did you touch the body?”

“No way.”

We talked for a few minutes more, but the nagging irritation about having lost the brooch was still there. I had to get it back.

I glanced at Bryn’s profile, and a tingling sensation crawled over my skin. I was inexplicably attached to that brooch the same way I was connected to Bryn’s magic. To Bryn himself. The woman in the brooch . . . why did I want to help her so much? What if she wasn’t important to my family? What if she was important to Bryn? My mind tripped back through the things that everyone had said over the past couple days.

“Bryn, why did you get kicked out of school?”

“What?”

I reached out and touched his forearm. “It keeps coming up. I heard that it changed your life, and Gwen mentioned it when she was here.”

His eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t have anything to do with what’s going on now. Nothing to do with Gwen’s murder.”

“What were you chasing that summer? Was it a girl?” There was a knot in my stomach that made it hard to look at him. Something about the memory haunted him. I could see it in his eyes, in the tightness of his mouth.

He didn’t answer at first. It was unsettling since he’s not usually at a loss for words.

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