Rick's POV
I couldn't believe it. One minute I was sure I was going to die, and the next, Alexis was bursting through the bay window like some kind of gorgeous avenging angel.
And here I thought I was hired to protect her.
The police sirens howled, and as I watched the truth of what was about to happen dawn on Daphne, I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.
Daphne was obviously crazy. But this was the third time she'd tried to kill me, and she'd almost succeeded this time.
I had to be doing something wrong. This whole, women trying to kill me thing was really becoming a problem.
"How could you do this to me?" she wailed plaintively, whirling to face Alexis. She really believed they had some type of connection. "I thought witches were supposed to stick together!"
"You tried to kill
