“Grab a shovel and knock on wood. If I answer, you’ll be dead. I sighed, handed the phone back to Abby, and rubbed my eyes. “He can’t even put in enough effort to rhyme,” I complained. Edward was driving back to Ronez’s house because I still wasn’t feeling great after inducing a vision. Maybe it was the fact that it was prompted or maybe it was what I saw, but I was on the verge of shaking. “What did he say?” Edward asked. We need to go to the grave of the witch hunter. Is it far from here?” “In... Colorado. It’s a two-day drive.” “We could take a plane,” Abby suggested. “No,” Edward and I said simultaneously. * * * We arrived at the house and Abigail went to take a shower before I even shut the front door. “We should flash there,” I said. “Not with Abigail. She may be one of the most stubborn women I know, but she’s smart.” “You are the only one who can stop her,” a voice whispered from nowhere. It was familiar, but I couldn’t place it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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