Anya's coven lived disturbingly close to Katelina's home town. In fact, the route Yaul had planned went right past it. With time to kill, Katelina decided to take a detour. It was nearly noon when she parked the van in front of her mother's small, neon green house. Though it was full on daylight, Christmas lights blinked in the front room window.

Katelina stabbed out her cigarette and guzzled the last of a cold cup of coffee. She glanced towards the back of the van ...