Chapter ONE - Weebly

hear the old man hiss, like a feral cat.
“You shouldn’t have done that last night,” Anna
said. “You shouldn’t have hurt me like that. You
shouldn’t have killed that poor dog. There are a lot of
things you shouldn’t have done.”
Ethan wondered if Diver and the others could hear
her. At that moment he would have preferred Yellowhair
and every tough who had ever worked for Sephira
Pryce to this little girl and the man who had conjured
her.
He opened his mouth to shout for help, but Anna
raised a finger to silence him.
Agony. Pain so sudden, so excruciating, that it
banished all other thought from his mind. It felt as if
someone had driven a spike through his right eye.
Clutching his face, Ethan crumpled to the cobblestone.
He drew breath, an anguished scream building in his
chest.
“Shhh,” Anna whispered from just beside him.
As abruptly as it had come, the pain was gone.
“Don’t make a sound,” the little girl said, bending
over him. “I’ll have to kill them all. And while you might