Chapter ONE - Weebly

a casting would do anything, destroy anyone, in pursuit
of whatever wicked purpose drove him. This conjurer
had to be found and destroyed.
Sephira wouldn’t be happy; unless somehow
Ebenezer Mackintosh proved to be the greatest
conjurer in all the colonies, neither would Thomas
Hutchinson. And once the conjurer realized that Ethan
hadn’t ended his inquiry, he would come after him, too.
Ethan didn’t care. He knew that no one else could
stand against this monster.
So resolved, Ethan arrived at the Berson home.
William greeted him at the door and had him wait,
dripping wet, in the entrance hall while he fetched the
master of the house. A few moments later, Berson
strode into the hall and led Ethan back to the study
where they had spoken a few days before. Berson
looked much the same as he had during their previous
meeting, although perhaps the rings under his eyes were
a bit more pronounced, his wig powdered with slightly
less care. These past few days would have taken their
toll on the man and his family.
“You have news for me?” the merchant asked when