“Wait,” Rosa says. “How did you not smell the wolfsbane, if you were there just after Speaker Mae’s hired muscle?”
“We don’t learn the scent of wolfsbane,” says Elijah.
“Well, you couldn’t exactly miss it,” says Rosa.
“Unless it was dried…” I realize.
“Oh, my…” Rosa and I exchange a look. “You think the legend is true?”
“That makes the most sense, except it doesn’t explain how I didn’t… smell it…” I trail off, a realization dawning on me.
I turn to Elijah and ask him, “what time was all this?”
He shrugs and says, “not sure exactly. I think I followed them there around noon? They came out maybe half an hour after that… I followed them for a while to make sure they were leaving, looped back to the treehouse.”
I look at Rosa again. “I didn’t get there until the evening. The sun had se
