Chapter ONE - Weebly

had sent to keep watch on Darrow; Samuel Adams;
and James Otis. Ethan had his illusion stop in front of
Pell, who regarded the figure with obvious suspicion.
“Who are—?”
“I haven’t much time,” Ethan made the illusion say.
“Stop it, Kaille!” Darrow warned.
“Ethan Kaille is by that fire, with Ebenezer
Mackintosh. They’re in danger; they need your help.
Ethan said to tell you that if you really want to be a
thieftaker, this is the time to start.”
Pell had been eyeing the illusion doubtfully, but his
eyes widened at this last remark. “She’s telling the
truth!” he told the others.
“Darrow is a conjurer,” the illusion said. “You’ll
need hel—”
“I said stop it!”
The spell with which Darrow fractured Ethan’s knee
hurt even more than the one that had shattered his
shoulder. He was wrenched off the road and back to
the tree and his chains. He collapsed again as far as the
shackles would allow, gasping at the agony in his leg
and his shoulder. He assumed that his illusion had