Chapter ONE - Weebly

watching him.
“Don’t make me do that again,” she said.
“You know he hired me, Sephira,” Ethan managed
to say. “You’ve known it all along. What’s all this
about?”
“What do you think it’s about?”
“I think you don’t like it when wealthy men come to
me. You don’t mind me working for the likes of Ezra
Corbett, because he’s hardly worth your time, but when
someone like Berson hires me you feel like I’m taking
money out of your purse.”
Sephira smiled, and the entire room seemed to get
colder. “You see? You can be clever when you want to
be.”
“You don’t want this job, Sephira. Believe me you
don’t.”
“Because she was killed with witchery?”
Ethan stared back at her.
“Yes,” she said, “I knew that, too.”
“Do you know who killed her?”
She shook her head, reclining on the bed once
more, like some woman from a prisoner’s dream. “I’m