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There hadn’t been much change in his mother’s condition, but Yesenia had had to excuse herself and leave, since she’d gotten a call from a Castillo cousin on the city’s south side that her son had fallen out of a tree and broken his arm. And since Tony’s father seemed unwilling to leave his wife’s side, it meant Tony could stay downstairs with Cassandra and Louisa, and keep watch over what they were doing.
Louisa stood by the closet door that had once concealed the de la Paz grimoires. Her fingers began to trace the outline of the frame, and Cassandra made a small sound of protest.
“What’s the matter?” Louisa asked, looking somewhat exasperated. When she’d arrived on the scene, she’d seemed less than happy to see a witch from another clan here, even though Tony had explained the reaso
