Chapter ONE - Weebly

“No. But another day would have helped.”
“Why?” the minister asked, dropping his voice.
“What’s happened?”
“What hasn’t happened? I’ve been beaten,
threatened, I’ve even been summoned to speak with
Thomas Hutchinson himself.”
“Hutchinson!” Pell repeated, sounding impressed.
“What interest does he have in this?”
“He believes Jennifer Berson was killed by the same
mob that destroyed his home.”
“Is he right?”
Ethan shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. The
important thing is I have the brooch.”
Pell’s eyes widened. “You do? That’s remarkable!”
“Actually, it’s not. The conjurer who killed her
wanted me to have it. He or she is assuming that once
I’ve given it to the Bersons, they’ll be satisfied.”
“I don’t understand,” Pell said, shaking his head.
“You’ve got the brooch, but you don’t know who gave
it to you?”
“Essentially, yes. It’s too much to explain right now.
But the conjurer wants me to believe that Berson’s