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By Shirley Damsgaard

Small-town librarian Ophelia Jensen is ultimately commencing to include her lot as one of many "chosen"—a psychic and people magick practitioner, a.k.a. a witch. professional loving advice from her magickally adept grandmother Abby helps—and adopting Tink, a very gifted teenage medium, has given Ophelia's existence new objective . . . till a brutal homicide clouds the light in their days.

Ophelia's co-worker and ally, Darci, is distraught while her cousin is implicated within the small Iowa city of Summerset's newest murder—the violent demise of a biker. regrettably for Darci's cousin, it is her fingerprints all around the homicide weapon. She claims she's blameless, yet it will take Ophelia and Abby greater than an excellent incantation or to resolve this crime—what with ghosts, crooked police officers, mystery identities, and a small military of outlaw bikers thrown into this devil's brew.

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Out of the nook of my eye, I observed bins piled within the lounge. a complicated stereo procedure with large audio system sat within the nook, subsequent to a tremendous display television. Danny’s. Darci’s eyes mine, and he or she struck a shielding pose. “Boys and their toys,” she stated with a sweep of her arm. beautiful great toys, i presumed, yet didn’t answer. “I advised you Danny’s performed good along with his investments. ” “I didn’t say anything,” I answered in an injured voice. “You didn’t have to—it’s written in your face. ” “Darci,” I stated firmly, “this goes to be difficult adequate. We don’t have to have a dialogue approximately Danny instantaneously. ” Her face crumpled. “I’m sorry. ” I took a deep breath. “It’s ok. Let’s simply get this over with. ” She nodded, and that i her to the bed room with steps as heavy as an individual on their strategy to their execution. I stepped round Darci and paused within the doorway. last my eyes, I permit the strength movement via me and attached with my 6th experience, then opened my eyes and wandered round the room. by way of the mattress, sexual rigidity stuffed the air. In my head, i attempted to quickly ahead previous it and was once rewarded whilst I felt it slowly fade away. My eyelids drifted close back, and that i opened my brain. Anger after which hatred crept with stealth into the room. And worry, yet now not Becca’s, now not Adder’s. anyone else’s. With my eyes nonetheless closed, I became towards the door and attempted to work out who felt the terror. In my brain I observed figures, their faces hidden within the dim mild of the room. one in every of them moved hesitantly into the room, whereas the opposite remained on the door. darkish spots around the carpet marked his steps. He paused on the mattress, and that i witnessed Adder throughout the eyes of the killer. I felt his rage, and hiding lower than the trend, absolute worry. A raised arm got here into my line of imaginative and prescient, and that i watched it make a speedy arc down. abruptly, the picture shifted to a gloomy evening and a stretch of road, and that i heard the sound of a bike roar. My eyes popped open and my knees buckled. With a whish of air from my lungs, I sat down challenging at the mattress. figuring out the place i used to be, I jumped to my ft and whirled round with a horrified glance. observing the mattress, photos tumbled via my head, then I felt a hand on my arm, shaking me. “Ophelia, snap out of it. ” It was once Darci’s terrified voice. I shook my head as though to transparent what I’d visible. “What? ” I croaked, eventually turning to her. “This is simply too spooky,” she acknowledged via lips pinched so tight they have been white. “We’re getting out of right here. ” She pulled me out of the bed room, in the course of the apartment, to the kitchen. Dragging a chair clear of the desk, she firmly shoved me down. “What occurred? ” I requested with a shaky voice. She rubbed her palms. “You didn’t seem like you,” she exclaimed. “You tangled up and raised your arm as though you have been stabbing somebody. ” She shuddered. “I notion you have been possessed or anything. Are you ok now? ” “A glass of water,” I mumbled. “My head hurts. ” Darci flew to the sink, grabbed a tumbler and grew to become at the tap. while the glass was once complete, she rushed to the desk and positioned it in entrance of me.

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