hunter.” She eyed her levelly, nodding. “He’s one mean S.O.B.”
“Witch hunter, huh?” Agatha remarked in thought. “So is that the reason for the bodyguard?”
She winced at the question. “Yes and no.” She glanced back toward the door. “They were sent to rescue me from the inquisition hall. The judges sentenced me to burn, and I barely escaped in time. I won’t lie. I want revenge.”
“I won’t miss a witch hunter.” Agatha shrugged, dismissive. “Go in peace. Blessed be.”
She flashed the woman a smile. “Blessed be.” Grabbing her bags, she ran out of the shop.
Mica paced in front of the Express Van. Upon seeing her, he threw out his arms in question. “Did you buy out the whole store?”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed. “No, I’m not sure exactly what I would need so I bought a little of everything.”
He ran over to help her. “It will be dawn soon. We have to hurry.” Grabbing the bags, he threw them in the back.
They jumped into the van, and he glanced over at her. “I didn’t think she was going to let you in.”
“She almost didn’t let me in.” She shrugged. “If Sherry hadn’t called ahead, I think we would have been out of luck.”
He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.
* * *
Jason Hargrove sat in the parking lot of a diner across the street from the all-night laundry. He could not believe his eyes when he saw that black Express Van pull into the parking lot across the street. He watched Desiree get out of the van, but he could not see where she went. She came back out a few minutes later and one large dude helped her with her bags. They climbed back into the van, taking off again. He reached down, starting his mini-van. He pulled out to follow the other van. “I’ve got you now, witch,” he whispered. “Let’s just see where you’ve been hiding.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mica parked the van behind the bushes. Grabbing the bags from the back, they started the return trek to the cavern. A soft glimmering was visible on the horizon. A low fog had settled over the mountains. That combined with the white snow made the surroundings glow premature of the sunrise.
She hastened her steps. “I told you we’d make it back in time”
Gazing up at the lightening sky, he turned his head back toward her. “Just barely.”
“If I’m successful with that spell, you won’t have to worry about it anymore.”
He sighed. “That would be nice.” He pointed to the ground. “Watch your step, there’s a patch of ice.”
She looked around frantically. “Where?” Slipping, she landed hard on her butt. Rolling her eyes, she grinned. “Ouch…I found it the hard way.”
He could see that she was not seriously hurt, so he laughed. “I told you there was a patch of ice.” Putting his bags down, he reached down to help her up. “Are you hurt?”
She flushed red, and then laughed with him, still holding his hand when she answered, “Only my pride.”
“You two sure are chummy,” Caleb remarked sarcastically. Both Desiree and Mica’s heads snapped around to his unexpected voice, both surprised that he was awake.
Pulling her hand out of Mica’s self-consciously, she looked away. “Caleb…you’re up early.”
His gaze appeared cold and calculating as he raked his eyes over her. “What have you got there?”
She caught the unfriendly tone in his voice, and felt uneasy. “Mica took me to go get some magical supplies.” She glanced at Mica and then back to Caleb. “I wanted to start working on Drake’s spell.”
Caleb reached over and grabbed her bag; he looked down, peeking inside. “I see,” he remarked, glaring over at his friend. “Mica, did you have a look around while you were out? Were we followed?”
Mica could feel his hostility. “The roads were fairly deserted. We weren’t gone long. I don’t think we were followed.”
“You don’t think you were followed, but you’re not sure about that.”
Mica’s irritation with
“Witch hunter, huh?” Agatha remarked in thought. “So is that the reason for the bodyguard?”
She winced at the question. “Yes and no.” She glanced back toward the door. “They were sent to rescue me from the inquisition hall. The judges sentenced me to burn, and I barely escaped in time. I won’t lie. I want revenge.”
“I won’t miss a witch hunter.” Agatha shrugged, dismissive. “Go in peace. Blessed be.”
She flashed the woman a smile. “Blessed be.” Grabbing her bags, she ran out of the shop.
Mica paced in front of the Express Van. Upon seeing her, he threw out his arms in question. “Did you buy out the whole store?”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed. “No, I’m not sure exactly what I would need so I bought a little of everything.”
He ran over to help her. “It will be dawn soon. We have to hurry.” Grabbing the bags, he threw them in the back.
They jumped into the van, and he glanced over at her. “I didn’t think she was going to let you in.”
“She almost didn’t let me in.” She shrugged. “If Sherry hadn’t called ahead, I think we would have been out of luck.”
He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.
* * *
Jason Hargrove sat in the parking lot of a diner across the street from the all-night laundry. He could not believe his eyes when he saw that black Express Van pull into the parking lot across the street. He watched Desiree get out of the van, but he could not see where she went. She came back out a few minutes later and one large dude helped her with her bags. They climbed back into the van, taking off again. He reached down, starting his mini-van. He pulled out to follow the other van. “I’ve got you now, witch,” he whispered. “Let’s just see where you’ve been hiding.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mica parked the van behind the bushes. Grabbing the bags from the back, they started the return trek to the cavern. A soft glimmering was visible on the horizon. A low fog had settled over the mountains. That combined with the white snow made the surroundings glow premature of the sunrise.
She hastened her steps. “I told you we’d make it back in time”
Gazing up at the lightening sky, he turned his head back toward her. “Just barely.”
“If I’m successful with that spell, you won’t have to worry about it anymore.”
He sighed. “That would be nice.” He pointed to the ground. “Watch your step, there’s a patch of ice.”
She looked around frantically. “Where?” Slipping, she landed hard on her butt. Rolling her eyes, she grinned. “Ouch…I found it the hard way.”
He could see that she was not seriously hurt, so he laughed. “I told you there was a patch of ice.” Putting his bags down, he reached down to help her up. “Are you hurt?”
She flushed red, and then laughed with him, still holding his hand when she answered, “Only my pride.”
“You two sure are chummy,” Caleb remarked sarcastically. Both Desiree and Mica’s heads snapped around to his unexpected voice, both surprised that he was awake.
Pulling her hand out of Mica’s self-consciously, she looked away. “Caleb…you’re up early.”
His gaze appeared cold and calculating as he raked his eyes over her. “What have you got there?”
She caught the unfriendly tone in his voice, and felt uneasy. “Mica took me to go get some magical supplies.” She glanced at Mica and then back to Caleb. “I wanted to start working on Drake’s spell.”
Caleb reached over and grabbed her bag; he looked down, peeking inside. “I see,” he remarked, glaring over at his friend. “Mica, did you have a look around while you were out? Were we followed?”
Mica could feel his hostility. “The roads were fairly deserted. We weren’t gone long. I don’t think we were followed.”
“You don’t think you were followed, but you’re not sure about that.”
Mica’s irritation with
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