Witch on Trial by Elle Adams

Author:Elle Adams [Adams, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

The following morning, I woke to a message from Madame Grey conditionally inviting me to Veronica’s trial. Since I’d planned to come and try to persuade Steve to let me in anyway, I’d had an early night after spending the evening trying to create a new glamour. All I’d managed to do was scare off the cats, so I’d written another note to my dad to give to the pixie next time it showed up asking for some advice about glamouring. I’d also read some of the textbook on fairy history, but to my disappointment, I’d quickly discovered that it was filled with more speculation than fact. After all, it was written by a human, and the fairies were stingy with sharing their secrets.

For now, all I could do was show up for Veronica’s trial. Madame Grey would be there, and Bethan, so I didn’t feel totally alone. The latter met me outside the police station.

“Hey, Blair,” Bethan said. She was dressed up in smart clothes and looked distinctly uncomfortable. “Did Madame Grey let you come?”

“Conditionally.” The ‘condition’ probably being that I kept my mouth shut.

Clare, the receptionist, nodded at us. She was huge and stocky and disliked me about one percent less than the other gargoyles, which wasn’t saying much, but she didn’t raise any objections to my presence here.

“None of the vampires volunteered to help?” asked Bethan quietly.

“Alissa told you?” I guessed. “It was a long shot. And they’re not really trustworthy either. I just hoped Madame Grey would talk some sense into Steve.”

“Speak of the devil,” Bethan whispered.

Madame Grey swept in, shepherding Bethan and me along with her until we reached the main trial room. Unlike the interrogation rooms, it was wide and large and seemed designed to fit exactly ten gargoyles along the back wall, wing-to-wing. Seats circled one larger central chair more like a throne, which was covered in metal chains. My chest tightened. I hadn’t thought they’d use the trial room usually reserved for dangerous serial killers.

Steve glowered at me as he walked in, but he didn’t stop me taking a seat next to Bethan. More gargoyles followed, and then Ink Face came in with Veronica in handcuffs. He deposited her in the big throne-like chair, where the chains immediately folded themselves over her body, pinning her in place. My stomach lurched. She hadn’t even been found guilty yet, and it wasn’t like she was capable of attacking anyone without a wand. Bethan’s face went chalk white.

“Madame Grey.” Steve nodded to the leading witch as she took a seat directly in front of Veronica’s chair. “Good. Everyone’s here. Veronica Eldritch, explain what you were doing when Dr Appleton’s body was discovered.”

I held my tongue while Veronica answered the same questions over and over again. Her visible impatience was understandable considering how many interrogations she’d already been through.

“You claim not to have spoken to Dr Appleton in years, correct?” Steve asked her.

“No,” she said. “We spoke just that morning.”

All eyes turned to her. Huh? She didn’t mention that before.

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