Reaper Rituals in Witchwood by Jessica Lancaster

Author:Jessica Lancaster [Lancaster, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

Slowly, we made into the forest. I hated the fact we were surrounded by a bunch of people, everyone doing their own amateur investigating, pointing at random objects and theorising its use in the recent attacks.

“I can’t believe this is where it happened?” an excited voice broke out.

“We’re looking for anything suspicious,” a police officer shouted. “If you find something, call an officer over. Do not touch it. I repeat, do not touch it.”

“So?” Cassandra said.

I rolled my eyes at her. “If we see something, we definitely pick it up,” I told her in a whisper. We didn’t have time to help the police with their investigation, not while we were doing our own. “Be on the lookout for a midsection of trees. Four in a square formation.”

“Next trip wire?” she asked.

“But we need somewhere that looks well-travelled.”

We walked alongside others from the town, they raised their voices and shouted about what they’d do if they found the person responsible. Anger was contagious, it was a powerful energy.

It was another warning sign.

“I’ll take a shotgun and—” a man shouted.

“—not if I get to them first!” another chimed.

The police were using it, the solidarity and anger.

We walked a little slower, dropping back to the thinnest line of people searching the grounds and the trees. I wanted to get the entire thing over with; being around so many people made me nervous. Nobody would know I was a witch, unless they were a supernatural creature hiding.

Cassandra reached for my arm, hooking her hand under it. “Think I’ve found some.”

We were about ten minutes inside the forest, and there it was, a set of trees in a square, one at each point.

“We will need a distraction,” I said. “We will need something so people don’t come over and look for us.”

“Unless—”

“Unless?”

“You pretend to find something,” she said. “If you spend a little time there, you can then call one of the officers over and tell them what you’ve found.”

It was definitely one way my actions would fit the narrative. We were playing into the officers’ hands.

We dropped back completely to the trees. Cassandra scanned the ground most likely in search of something lost, on the off chance someone would ask her what she was doing.

I placed crystals on the ground, one at the base of each tree trunk. The words came from my mouth and quick from my tongue in the fastest time, lighting each crystal briefly.

“Done yet?” She grumbled.

“Oh, well who do we have here?” A voice called out. I froze in place, bending over to look at the crystal on the ground.

“Did you find something?” Cassandra raced to my side.

“Oh. I—um—”

“It’s me, from the café,” the man said.

“Oh. Goodness.”

He chuckled. “Doing my bit for the community,” he said. “The Lord Mayor would have been himself, but you know how busy they can be.”

“You know him?” Cassandra asked.

“Harry, was it?”

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he nodded. “And yours was, Sarah!” He snapped his fingers as his tongue landed on the name.

I didn’t think I’d see him again.

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