It had been spitting snow on Gabe the entire drive to Missoula. He was happy that it was not snowing enough to cover the roads, as he was distracted. His sister, Delilah, had sent him a text message while he was driving, and he could not read it until he could park. He was close enough to his destination that he kept driving until he reached the shop where he might be able to acquire the scent-masking potion or charm that Kyle needed.
Gabe located the little shop in a less-traveled area of town. It had a sign in the window claiming that it was an apothecary shop, but Gabe knew it was far more than that. The shelves and table were lined with crystals, herbs, and other things humans were often drawn to, forming a cover. The real magic was performed in the basement, hidden from the customers
