Chapter ONE - Weebly

the conjurer wasn’t using Ethan’s footsteps to mask his
or her own. But he was sure that the other conjurer had
already managed to steal away. As he came within sight
of Henry’s shop, Pitch and Shelly came bounding out of
the darkness to greet him. He knelt and allowed them to
lick his ears and face.
“Where were you two when I was talking to the
ghost girl?”
They wagged their tails, regarding him with curiosity.
Then they began to lick him again.
“All right,” he said, standing. “You’ll get no food
from me. Go find Henry.”
At the mention of Henry’s name, they wheeled and
ran back to the shop. Ethan followed and walked
around back to the stairway that led to his room.
Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, Ethan listened
once more and scanned the stairway and the alleys on
either side of the building for any sign that he had more
visitors. The last thing he wanted was to end his day
with another beating at the hands of Sephira’s men.
Convinced that no one else was there, he started up
toward his door, his legs heavy.