“When can you do it?” Ian asked.
She looked at her watch.
“I have a client coming in after you,” she said, as someone knocked on the door just as she said it. “I’ll head to the castle right afterward. I’m looking forward to walking through it, and seeing what I can do to help you. As for removing a curse, I need to feel the magick there, and see if it's removable. I won’t know until I am in the thick of it, Lads.”
This was wild.
When she got up, she headed to the door, and they both heard talking. It didn’t take long for her to come back, and she was alone.
“I asked her to come back in a few minutes. I can see that you both need more time with me. Is there anything you want to ask me?”
Ian did.
“Is he going to be safe?” he asked, pointing at Gryphen. “I worry about his job.”
She smiled.
Then, she held up a card.
“He’ll be safe, but the person he guards is always in danger. In the coming months, something will stalk her. Something is coming for her. Beware.”
That didn’t sound good.
Ivan would lose his nut.
“What is coming for her?”
She put her hand on one of the cards, and stared at them.
“It’s weird, but my spirit guide is talking in Russian. I don’t know what that means.”
Oh, they did.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
Elizabeth had Russian spies after her, since she took down their boss.
“Other than that, please give my condolences to Finn and his woman.”
Ian lifted a brow.
“What about?”
She stared into the cards.
“Just tell him the words. He’ll explain,” she said, not giving them anything more. “I’ll meet you at the castle in a little over an hour. See you there.”
That was…dismissive and disturbing all at once. Only, what were they supposed to say?
Getting up, they walked out, and not far from the woman’s cottage was a woman. She raced at the psychic witch, and pushed money into Sarah’s hands.
“I need him to love me. Can you help me?”
She sighed.
