I had never been so happy to see the inside of a bar. It had taken me all of five seconds to jam my gear into Carol and jump in the front seat, gun the engine and drive away. Thank goodness she was working, that she didn't give me a hard time.

Clearly she wasn't interested in seeing the naked people either.

I was still shivering from the grossness of it all, and uncomfortable from that odd declaration Zephira had made. She called me a witch? I thought that was her gig. ...