“Not yet.” Charlotte puts the picture back in the bag, shaking her head. “I can’t look at it yet.”

“That’s okay,” I reassure her. “When you’re ready.”

“There’s something else.” Ricky looks miserable. “I can’t shake off the guilt. I wanted to save her, Charlotte. I wanted to help you, too. But Mano was bleeding during the birthing process, and as a witch, if I cast magic with the blood of an innocent on me, that magic turns dark. I would have ended up draining ...