Troy
Once Eloise was fed and Saul busy, I steered Kiana back to our rooms. “I’m going to make us some sandwiches for lunch. Why don’t you take a few moments to rest? You can review the information that London gave you, if you want.”
Kiana frowned. “I told you I wasn’t sure if I was ready to look into that.”
“Okay, then rest. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”
Rubbing her chest, her eyes glazed over for a few seconds and she nodded. On the way to the kitchen, I knocked on Janelle’s door. It did not surprise me to see Cindy there, glaring at her. Janelle looked as if she needed to sleep for days. “Walk with me.”
Cindy’s eyes widened, and she stood, but I held up my hand. “I just need a witch.”
“That witch in particular?” she accused.
“No. She just happens to be the closest witch.” I was do
