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“Yeah,” he called out.

I grunted, using the pack connection to communicate with Jordan.

We all heaved together, the car moved just enough, and the chain attached with a clunk.

“Done. I’ll winch the car up, then I’m done.”

“You be careful, Jordan,” warned Adam.

“You’re more than welcome to do it for me if you think you can do a better job.”

Jordan glared back, then moved under the cover of the street veranda as the rain started again.

“Thought so,” mumbled Jordan, only I hearing.

Being closer to the shop was messing with my head. Her scent was stronger. Now that the car was winched onto the back of the tow truck, I could indulge her scent in the air, enhanced by the falling rain, moist and delightful, tickling my nose and stirring my desires.

“Keep away from her,” warned Adam.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, squaring my shoulders back. His comment only motivated me to want her more.

I helped Jordan finish securing the smashed-up car on his truck and the Land Cruiser, then told him I’d meet him at the pub.

I didn’t have a reason to stay. I couldn’t hang here with Adam staring me down. I began walking to the pub, taking my time, hoping something would happen to change things around.

A slamming noise caused me to spin around.

I saw her hurrying away from the shop, anger burning the air around her. I followed her. This was my chance to see what potential was between us.

CHAPTER 11

Tanjie

Whoever was trying to force me to remain in this situation could bring down hellfire, plagues of locusts, or whatever the fuck they wanted. I wasn’t going to put up with hearing about processes being followed while not being told what I had a right to know.

How the fuck could Luna stand there and justify not telling me? What was it she was trying to hide from me?

I’d find out eventually, so it made no sense. If I wasn’t ready to hear it, why even bother forcing me to be here?

Would my head really spin like in some horror movie if I heard too much at once? I didn’t think so.

I was made of strong blood and bones, and over the last year, I’d grown beyond my youth to learn so much about life and death. And, of course, myself.

I had to get out, get some fresh air, and a good cup of coffee. That would help to clear my head, and then I could think of what to do next. Maybe I’d go to the nearest real estate agent and get a ‘For Sale’ sign up at the front of the shop. The thought was tempting.

The sight of Maria’s car came to mind, and I felt that if I didn’t do what I was told, then disaster might happen to me next.

The mountain air felt refreshing as I walked down the street. I spied a sign up ahead—Café Nuts—and could already taste the bitter coffee in my mouth.

The aroma of strong coffee greeted me with a welcome that made me smile. There was a range of raw organic treats and pastries in the display cabinet. I could tell this café would become my favorite place if I stayed.

“You’re new around here, staying long?” questioned the woman behind the counter, arms full of tattoos and hair in long, well-kept dreads.

I swallowed hard. “I’ll see. I’m the new owner of The Enlightened Path.”

“Let me guess… you’re a witch like the rest of those associated with the store?”

“No, I’m as ordinary and boring as they come.” My mind raced from the accusation. Witch? That was a bit of a jump. I was under the impression there wasn’t any such thing, at least not in the movie sort of sense, where they could actually wield magic.

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