"Scotland! Are you kidding? That s almost the other side of the world. How the hell are we supposed to get in touch? I balk. "Do you think she has f*******:? Do witches social network? A cell number…. an email?" I sigh in defeat and rub my fingers on my temples to try and combat the brewing stress migraine and exhale heavily. My body heavy, and tired, and everything in me is starting to ache. What I wouldn t give for Colton to stroll in and take command like he always does, and I bite down the urge to cry with the need for his presence.
"No. But we do have other means to find out where someone is, providing they aren t hiding from sight. Witches have ways and means." Sierra closes the book as though she now realizes we never needed that damn page and fixes her gaze on my slumped posture,
