He wrapped me up with a coat as I shivered but the weather had nothing to do with my quivering limbs. Two things seemed to have broken my mind.
My mind had closed against the first attempt on my life. I did that a lot. I flung unpleasant scenarios to the farthest part of my mind. I closed my mind against bitter and frightening experiences much as I made myself forget Maverick, his apprentice and how they came for me.
I knew it was not a mere coincidence that the witches caught me with Lucille. They were after me. Lucille had been the unlucky bystander, not the other way around.
They wanted me. I could no longer put that thought out of my mind. I knew it the same way I knew my name that they would not relent now. With every failed attempt, they would try ten times harder, until they ha
