Page 77 of Witch Queens: Tales from Oz

No.

It couldn’t be.

I turned to him, praying that he would refute those harsh words. Willing Jake to fight back against the accusations, but he was silent.

“I will get to the bottom of it,” and then he was gone.

That was the last time I saw him until I walked into Scarecrow’s bar and there he was. The man who had haunted my dreams all of these months. He was a damn bartender.

I wanted to rip his head off.

How could he have left this problem to me?

If anything, the pride was worse now than it had been then. His greedy power-hungry brother, Eric, was ruling in his stead.

I didn’t say anything to him, didn’t respond to the outrage in my heart.

After all, he left when I needed him most.

And now Scarecrow wants to send him back here.

No, thank you.

I already had a ride on the crazy train once. I am not about to jump back into it.

CHAPTER 28 – PART 2 - Mombi

“You can’t just bargein here without an appointment. I don’t care who you are!”

Brad’s dulcet tones awakened me from my daydreaming. The man had one volume, and unfortunately, it was loud. However, he was perfection in everything else, so I tried to overlook it.

I pressed the intercom speaker with a hint of trepidation, “Let him in Brad.”

“Mombi, are you sure?” Brad’s tone was incredulous.

“Now,” I snapped not wanting my orders to be questioned.

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