My words made Sebastian stop and look at me like I had snapped a whip at him. I shook my head. “I"m sorry I shouted. Just don"t answer it,” I said in a low growl, holding back the fear in my voice as best I could.
The knock came again. My hair all but stood on end. Couldn"t Sebastian feel this? Kaleb"s eyes darted from the door to Sebastian and then to me and made the circuit again.
“But mistress,” Sebastian said, pointing with an open hand. “Someone is—”
“No. Don"t go near the door.”
“Is it the Jehovah Witnesses?” Sebastian asked in a stage whisper, his frown deepening with disgust.
I shook my head slowly. “Worse.” If this were not so serious, I would have broken up laughing at how he"d said it. But this was far worse than a Bible thumper. Someone with powerful magic had just dropped
