Chapter ONE - Weebly

that Ethan knew of. Still, there was no one in the world
she hated more than Sephira Pryce. That she and Ethan
shared this probably explained why she helped him with
his work, despite knowing there was little profit in it for
her.
Ethan wasn’t sure why she hated the Empress of the
South End so much. He had no reason to think that the
two had ever met, much less had dealings. A year or
two before, Janna mentioned that Sephira had once
cost her a substantial amount of money. Ethan never
learned exactly what happened, but he knew that if he
managed to convince Janna that she could hurt Pryce
by helping him, she would tell him whatever he wanted
to know, regardless of whether he paid her.
“She’s a wicked woman,” Janna said, shaking her
head and sounding so bitter one might have thought that
Sephira had beaten her.
“You’ll get no argument from me.”
Janna shook her head a second time and leaned
back in her chair. “So, no healin’ tonic. You finally
gonna let me fix you a love tonic for that woman o’
yours?”