Chapter ONE - Weebly

that struck him dumb. He couldn’t decide whether to be
terrified or elated. Two men were walking toward him,
one slight and in black robes, the other taller, brawny, in
a dark suit, his hair topped by a powdered wig. The
first man he recognized immediately as Mr. Pell. And
the man with the wig was none other than Sheriff
Greenleaf.
“Stop where you are!” the sheriff called to them, his
voice carrying, even here in open country.
Sephira spun around, as did her men.
“Miss Pryce!” Pell said. “I have to warn you that
you’re in grave danger.” He pointed at Ethan. “That
man is suspected of being a witch! He is a threat to you,
your men, and all who live in Boston.”
Sephira glanced back at Ethan, confusion knitting
her brow. “Well … yes,” she finally said, facing the
minister again. “I’ve actually wondered about him.”
Pell pointed again. “That fire—did he do that?”
Sephira nodded, her face a mask of innocence.
“Yes, he did. He also wounded two of my employees.
He attacked them, unprovoked. That’s why my men
have him surrounded now. We can deal with this for