I thought of the terrible things I’d seen in the outbuilding on the property where Simon was staying — the book of dark spells, the black candles, the cruel, curved knife. He’d found a sanctuary of a sort out there on that estate in Tesuque, only twenty minutes or so from where we all now stood. When he’d thought he could seduce me, could bring me over to his way of thinking, he’d been openly scornful of the Castillos and their talents, even though the clan was a fairly strong one. I thought it was entirely possible that his arrogance would lead him to think he could take on all of us, especially after being so successful at murdering the clan’s leader.
“He might believe that,” I said, then paused as five sets of eyes suddenly fixed on me. Up until that moment, I’d remained quiet unless a
