Chapter ONE - Weebly

“That was Miss Pryce’s idea. She indicated that the
two of you are rivals and she suggested that if you knew
the idea had come from her, you would refuse the job.”
Sephira knew him well; he would have done just
that. But why had she been so eager for him to take a
job she claimed she didn’t want him to have? Unless
she knew from the start just how dangerous the
conjurer who killed Jennifer was. That might have made
her wary of taking the job herself, and all the more
eager for Ethan to take it, particularly if she thought that
the conjurer would eventually kill him. But then why go
to the trouble of having him beaten, of following him
through the marketplace? Too much of this still didn’t
make any sense.
Derne was growing more impatient by the moment.
“Are we done?” he asked. “There are other matters
that require my attention.”
“What reason did Seph—did Miss Pryce give for
refusing to take the job herself?”
“It was just as you said. She realized that witchcraft
was involved and told me that we would want a speller.
She mentioned your name right off. I hadn’t heard of