Chapter ONE - Weebly

Darrow held himself still, his eyes fixed on the
cordwainer. Ethan could see his thoughts churning, and
after tracking the man these past few days, he had
finally started to understand the workings of his mind.
He didn’t like what he saw on the conjurer’s face. In
the next moment, Darrow shifted his gaze to Ethan and
actually smiled.
“New plans,” he said, just loud enough for Ethan to
hear.
Of course. He couldn’t have Mackintosh kill Ethan
now, not with Adams and Otis here, knowing what they
did. But he could kill all three men, and use power
drawn from their murders to compel Ethan to accept
the blame. With that much power, he might even
convince Ethan of his own guilt.
Darrow glanced off into the night again before facing
Adams and Otis. “I don’t think you need those
anymore,” he said.
The ground hummed and a second later, both men
dropped their pistols as if they had suddenly grown too
hot to hold. Adams rubbed the palm of his hand. Otis
stared down at his weapon, his mouth hanging open.