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Chapter 52

The elderly man was sitting on the porch steps when they pulled up. He glared at them, long and hard, andwaited until they were halfway to the house before turning and entering.

“Yeah, we’re definitely welcome here,” said Sean.

“Relax. We’re here to confront them for a confession, nothing else.” Well, Dane wouldn’t mind a bitof a scrap. He could definitely take two witches, if they didn’t pull out any difficult spells and Seanhad the sense to run back to the car until it was all over.

The door opened and Hazel emerged, enraged and with a staff in her hand. It was studded with smooth stones and shining chips of some kind of rock, and Dane felt his heart pound at the fire in her eyes. He hadn’t gotten in a proper fight in ages—he didn’t count ghosts or possessed things—and his veins pulsed at the thought of one.

“Be gone,” said Hazel.

“Not without answers,” said Dane.

“I’m done speaking to you. Go. Now.”