Chapter 45 The Witch in the Field

Francis’ eyes followed my gaze toward the hallway.

“What is it?” he asked calmly. “What’s going on?”

I hesitated for a moment before answering.

“One of the girls,” I said slowly, “she’s our neighbor.”

Francis raised an eyebrow.

“And?”

“She’s also… a friend of ours.”

For a moment Francis simpl...

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