Chapter 2
When Keitha came home and Shaw explained his predicament, he was greeted by a peal of laughter.
“You are such a dweeb. How can you not find its fastener?” Keitha was still snickering. Shaw just sighed his frustration.
“I don’t know. I just can’t.”
“Come here.” Keitha reached out for the necklace, but before she could get too close, something red and black surged from the amulet with a roar.
Twin screams rang out, and while Shaw fell back onto his butt, Keitha dropped onto her hands and knees, then glared at him.
“You asshole. That was so not funny.”
“Wasn’t me. Wasn’t me.” Shaw shook his head frantically. “Get it off me. Get it off.” Shaw looked down at the innocuous amulet. A vision of Drake came into his mind, even as he sat there shaking. “He said no one else could touc
