Chapter ONE - Weebly

She smiled. “I agree.”
“You agree?” She had his full attention now.
The smile lingered as she gestured for him to follow
her. “Come with me. I’ll take you to the brooch.”
He didn’t move. “What should I call you?” he
asked.
“I told you last night,” she said over her shoulder.
“I’m Anna.”
“I’m not talking to the illusion,” he said, raising his
voice and turning a slow circle in the lane. His gaze
flicked from one darkened window to the next. “I’m
talking to you. I’m talking to the person conjuring this
child. I’m here, I’m ready to take the brooch. But I
want to see you.”
At last his eyes came to rest on the girl again. She
was regarding him grimly, shaking her head. “I don’t
think so. Call me Anna, and leave it at that.”
She started walking away again. Ethan and Uncle
Reg had no choice but to follow. Walking after her,
listening for footsteps other than hers—for the conjurer
had managed to make her steps heard—Ethan began to
wonder if his foe was so powerful that he could not only