Stay calm. Stall. We will be there in just a moment. A
Stay calm. Stall. We will be there in just a moment. A
Adaire. I felt a wash of relief, but then I heard the rising voices from near the window. I looked at the seller and took a risk, “Erika Weber is here.”
The man’s face pinched for just a moment but then went back to being placid. “The dark-haired woman?” he asked as he turned to another page in the book and deftly plucked out the note as he did.
I nodded as I followed his lead and pretended to study the pages more. In other circumstances, I would have really liked to not only examine the book but read it. My love of all things folklore was never-ending, but right now, I had far more pressing concerns. “What do we do?”
“You,” he said with a nod of his head, “buy this book from
