Chapter ONE - Weebly

tomorrow.”
“Of course.”
Ethan stood and kissed her brow before leaving the
table. He raised a hand as he passed Kelf on his way to
the door, and pulling his coat tighter around his
shoulders, stepped out into the street. The rain was
falling harder now, though the air was warmer and the
wind had died down.
He walked swiftly through the center of the city
toward the South End, passing the prison, the Town
House, and the Old Meeting House. Tense, watchful,
he started at every sound he heard. The closer he got to
his home, the more uneasy he grew, until he felt that
every muscle in his body was coiled, ready for a fight.
Still walking, he reached for the pouch of mullein leaves
Janna had given him. He pulled out three leaves and a
few dried flowers, and held them ready.
“Veni ad me.” Come to me.
The air hummed and Uncle Reg appeared beside
him, his expression grim, his fists clenched. Not a good
sign.
They turned onto Cooper’s Alley, and Ethan froze,