I frowned, irritated with myself because I hadn’t thought of that resource for her. “I do not,” I said, “but the Handmaiden witches did keep fairly extensive records. I’m sure that information is recorded somewhere. I’ll have someone go through their archives and find it at once.” My frown deepened, remembering I’d never been privy to the coven’s inner workings. It wasn’t my place, and I wasn’t one of their members.
Perhaps Grant Oakley will be able to research this for me if I provide him with the archives. After all, he had found that…ah, the grimoire!
I’d be retrieving that grimoire soon. If it had belonged to Celeste’s birth mother, as we suspected, it was an excellent start. I had half a mind to mention it to Celeste, but decided against getting her hopes up in case Grant was wrong.
