CHAPTER 9
Once Roarr and Loke had the cart back up on top of the promontory, they parked it beside the cabin, out of view from the road.
Apparently, my grandmother insisted that they have breakfast before continuing back to Villmark. Not that I was inclined to argue. I was starving myself.
An overloaded plate of eggs, bacon, and far too many waffles later, I was almost too logy to even head back out the door. My sleepless night wasn't helping either.
But I knew what I had to do. "Mormor, I'm going with them to take the body into town," I said.
"I know, dear," she said with a smile. "Just help me put a few concealing spells on that cart before you go. Tarps and darkness are all well and good, but we have a few better ways of keeping things out of sight, don't we?"
I knew exactly what
