“Incorrect. I knew it was someone in Claudine’s pack, but that was decades ago. They could have moved on. I’d heavily suspected they were absorbed into Morven’s pack and working for him. Claudine has covered her tracks well for a long time.” She swept the rest of the web off her black dress and straightened. “You want names? Your mother did not provide them.”
Disappointment flooded me. “She had to have told you something.”
The door opened, and Janelle quietly walked in. “I was summoned,” she said in a small voice.
“If you’d waited around long enough, I would have reminded you that your crimes are not mine to punish,” the Crone told her. “You will no doubt prove to be a necessity in killing Claudine.”
Janelle’s eyes widened, and Troy moved to block her. “I’ve made her swear not to use
