“You tried to kill my sister. You killed everyone in that house.”
“I didn’t. I didn’t kill them. They promised they wouldn’t kill them all. Only Gemma, Evie and Nellie.”
“Why?”
She opened her mouth and then clamped it shut. My power licked at her and I watched with satisfaction as the blood drained from her face.
“Talk,” I purred, “or I’ll make you wish you were dead.”
“Okay, okay.”
It all came pouring out of her. How she’d met a guy she’d thought was human at a bar. How she’d woken up at his place, tied to a chair.
They’d threatened to torture her, but instead, she’d made them a deal. They wanted a way into the house, and she wanted the path clear for Aunt Gail to be coven leader. They’d work together.
“Who made them fall asleep?”
Silence. I let another tendril of power wind around her and she shuddered.
“I did! I uh, I got the idea at the human hospital. Some of the spells we were making were used to help patients get some rest. Others to keep them unconscious if they had a problem with general anesthesia.”
“So you stole them.”
“I made some of them myself because I wanted to make sure they wouldn’t do any damage. The coven was only supposed to sleep for a few hours.”
Tears glimmered in her big eyes and I ignored them.
“Why would they kill all the witches?”
She sniffed. “I don’t know. Because they could, I guess. I never should have trusted them.”
“Yeah, talk about stating the fucking obvious. Who changed out the smoke detectors?”
“I did. The men… they said the smoke detectors still worked, they just had cameras in them so they’d know when to enter the house.”
“It didn’t tip you off when they wanted the smoke detectors?”
She shook her head and I rolled my eyes. No one could be both this conniving, and this dumb.
“You knew damn well what they were planning. Break the coven, and they’re all too busy grieving to think about revenge for killing their sisters.”
Her lower lip trembled and she firmed it, eyes hard. “This was Evie’s fault. They targeted our coven because of her. They never would have approached me if they didn’t want her dead. Just ask Gemma. The older witches are protecting her from something. It’s their fault too.”
I clamped my hand around her throat and watched her face turn purple.
“Use me to kill her,”Misty whispered in my head.“I’ll bathe in her blood.”
Well crap. I hadn’t heard anything from the dagger since it spoke to Evie. I’d assumed it was dormant or sleeping or something. The shock of it helped me push back most of my power, as Kyla elbowed me in the ribs.
“Ease up a little. At least until she’s told us everything.”
I took a deep, steadying breath and relaxed my hold. “Why did they want Evie dead?”
“I don’t know. I don’t, I swear. They just said they wanted access to the curvy blonde in the far-right bedroom on the second floor.”
“They were watching her.”
“I guess. They wouldn’t tell me what day they were going to strike, only that it would be while I was out of town.”
