Chapter Twenty-Two
“Slow down, Zoe! Where are we going? What’s going on?” Beau asked, breathless as we came to a halt on Crescent Street.
“What did Deryn tell you?”
“Enough for me to know Grace Magnus is the killer,” I said, and Beau’s eyes went wide.
“What? Are you sure?”
“Positive. She led me to think it was Deryn who’d killed Harper and Opal to cover her tracks long enough for her to skip town. Assuming she hasn’t already, we need to stop her before we lose her forever,” I said.
“But what can we do? She’s a powerful witch, do you really think either of us will be any match for her?” Beau asked.
“No. That’s why we need Mueller. Listen to me. I want you to shift into your dog form and run as fast as your four little legs will carry you to the police station. Tell them to get to Gra
