“Well, I had someone drop this by me today while I was out and didn’t want to lug it home… some weirdo with a cobra tattoo.” John snarled. K...te’s curiosity was sparked and she began to rummage through the box on the counter. She came across a black hardback book that looked a bit weathered. She opened it to the front page and it read: Selena’s Book of Shadows“Wow, this is some kind of spell book!” Kate exclaimed.“Jesus, Kate, don’t tell me you believe that shit,” John laughed.“I don’t. ‘We had a couple drinks and then went home.’ ‘Whose home?’ Joel demanded. Kaitlyn opened her mouth to protest his insinuation but felt her cheeks coloring. Joel knew her too well and knew her expressions as well as she knew his. He stared open-mouthed at her before laughing and slapping a hand on the bar. ‘Kaitlyn, you little slut!’ ‘For crying out loud, Joel, keep your voice down!’ she hissed at him. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said and leaned forward to pat her hand. ‘Don’t feel embarrassed about going. I tried the handle on one and, with a loud click that made me look around guiltily, I pushed it open and stepped inside. The room beyond was pitch dark, but even in the meager light from the hall I could sense its vastness. A ballroom of some sort, that sounded right for this fucking family. I fumbled for a light switch but failed to find anything, so I pulled out my phone and turned the light on, casting it around the room in a wide arc. It took me a second to process what I was seeing, and. In dem gepolsterten braunen Umschlag befanden sich zwei Dinge.Das erste war ein altes, in Leder gebundenes Tagebuch mit einem abgewetzten Band darum, das den Deckel geschlossen hielt, das zweite war ein dicker Umschlag, auf dem mein Name, Melissa Gordon, in ordentlicher (wenn auch altmodischer) Handschrift stand. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem.