Chapter ONE - Weebly

Ethan leaned against the tree and drew a knife from his
belt. Ethan’s knife.
Darrow laid the tip of the blade beside Ethan’s eye,
pressing it lightly against the skin. “I would prefer you
whole,” the man said quietly, his breath on Ethan’s
cheek. “But you understand that if you do anything to
anger me—anything at all—I’ll take out your eye.”
“Yesh.”
Darrow reached up and tugged the gag away from
Ethan’s mouth.
Ethan opened his mouth wide, then closed it and
swallowed. His jaw hurt and his throat was parched.
“What is it you want to know?” Darrow demanded,
still pressing the knife against Ethan’s flesh.
“Why kill Jennifer Berson?” Ethan asked, sounding
hoarse.
“I thought that was what you were asking,” Darrow
said. “You might say that the Berson girl was my one
mistake, except that in the end she won’t matter very
much. The truth is I didn’t know it was her until after I
had killed her. I needed someone for the spell, and I
found her. She was dressed plainly, wandering the