Chapter 6:
The thought of heading back out into the storm turned her heart cold. To put herself at risk for a stranger did little to motivate her into action. Besides, Tom made it clear he didn’t want her help. “Why should I stick my neck out for a strange man from away?” she grumbled to herself.
A soft breath of air passed through the main room. “If it was one of the coven, would you help the young man?” Marylynn’s disembodied voice drifted through the space. Her body still not to be seen.
Kennedy spun around, searching for the source of the voice. “Where are you?”
The voice became louder and more distinct, growing stronger with each word. “Trapped… Look in the cauldron.”
She moved to the black iron pot that hung near the fire. The surface of the clear liquid inside reflected Kennedy
