She smiled softly at us, but her eyes were too harsh to ever be mistaken as kind. “Hello, Teresa.”
“Hi, Luciana.” What was with the brujos and my given name?
Chris stood behind me with a hand on my shoulder. He was ready to step in if needed.
“I hoped you’d come before now,” she said.
“I came because your spell has made Meredith Molloney extremely sick.” “And you think I should break it?”
Even if it was a long shot, I had to at least try. “Yes. If there were some way to convince you…”
She grinned, but it made me shiver. “I think we could come to an arrangement.”
I was pretty sure I didn’t like where this was going, but there was no guarantee the books would help Meredith. I walked down a step. “What kind of arrangement are we talking about?”
“Nothing too big.” Her smile widened, an
