What she needed wasn’t trust, it was something far beyond the usual business she engaged in, say . . . magic. She could hardly believe she was entertaining a thought so ridiculous, but after her last journey into town, she was prepared to think quite a few things. Most of them, she had to admit, had to do with those spots she was starting to see with alarming regularity in more places than she was comfortable with. It made her wonder if perhaps they had been there for far longer than she had realized. For all she knew, she’d been stepping in them for months without knowing it—
Nay, she couldn’t bring herself to believe that. Not after what had happened to Damion. She could still see the agony on his face as he’d pulled himself away from that shadow and almost collapsed at her feet. If she
