Chapter 17
Superstition
Kai stared over the sea of faces that alternated between her and her father, and the two men also seated at the table before them. It was late, nearly midnight, but her heart was still racing after the incident that had occurred almost four hours ago.
Ashan reached over to grasp her hand where it rested on her lap. “We’ll be okay,” he leaned over to murmur.
That may be true, but she should have seen it coming. Carnie folk were among the most superstitious people ever encountered. It should have occurred to her that this recent rash of unfortunate events would somehow be attested to them joining the family. Although the circus folk knew she and her father were in no way directly related to the maniacal shootings, she understood their trepidation. Things had been
