Eight
Approaching Natalia’s shop made my stomach hurt. Not because the thought of dealing with someone who communicates with the dead worried me. No, it was because the last time I’d been here, she’d lied to me. She’d come to me saying she thought her cousin was dead before he’d actually died. So, I didn’t trust her.
Avery stood outside the shop and she raced toward me as I approached. “I know you don’t have the greatest history with her, so thank you for agreeing to try anyway.”
“If she’s willing to help, I’ll let her.” I wrapped my fingers around the sandalwood charm at my throat and inhaled deeply. Washing away the lingering bits of magic I’d done earlier in the day and to prepare myself for the blend of magics within the shop.
When I opened my eyes, the door was already swinging sh
