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"Ah, lass, the scent in there is a bit overwhel the porch, she sank down to sit on the step Jamie sat beside her While he clearly wanted to be concerned for her welfare, he was also anxious to hear about what she ht have experienced

"Jenna…Jenna…did you see? Is he innocent?"

She looked at her uncle sadly "Uncle Jaton, and he seemed to be really crazy--he believed that his as a witch, and that he had to kill her And he had to kill his sons, because she had already given them to Satan, because they’d wind up in hell" She realized that she was shaking, her voice tre to help us"

The deep,voice came from above and behind her Sam Hall He’d slipped out onto the porch as well, concerned or curious

Jenna figured it was the latter

She stood, suddenly feeling perfectly fine It was as if her spine had stiffened so tightly that she gained a half an inch

"You’re going to tell ically shattered by the strict deprivation of anything societal caused by his father’s strange religion, and that caused him to see apparitions in the house?" Sam asked His eyes were as flat as his words

"No," she said equally flatly "In my mind, Malachi didn’t do it Excuse me If John Alden will allow it, I want to see the rest of the house And, quite frankly, I think we should do this separately" Of course, Saone to school with him--not Jamie And still, Jenna was convinced that if she acted with authority, she would be allowed her exploration She’d worked against this kind of ed "We’re here What the hell"

Yeah, what the hell He had written her off as a kook who liked to pretend she was a medium of some kind

In a way, of course, it was true…

But she was part of Adam Harrison’s Krewe of Hunters, and they offered so much more than Sam seemed to be able to fathom

Well, they dealt with that belief all the tinore his attitude, and do what she knew she could do

She stood up and walked back into the house Part of the stairas blocked by crime-scene tape; a trail of blood drops ran to the upstairs

Jenna walked into the rooreat-uncle had been killed The blood spatter was all over the wall A pilloas soaked in it and had turned a hardened cri, and no irandht standing; the blood had soared far across the rooh the majority was on the floor, in the upper portion of the chalked-out figure there

Again, she felt nothing She knew she had to coift" she had, history seeotten the seventeenth century today--she’d have to try again later to find out more recent events

If she could…

She walked down the stairs, quiet and grim The others were out on the porch

"I still think you’re crazy," John Alden told Sa Jenna as she exited the house and joined theood reason to kill his parents Their brainwashing ht have been some kind of o a long way in court, ht, John," Sam said, "his prints are on the ax But, the scenario he describes could account for that I’ve seen it before Kid cae in his house He was in shock His parents were on the floor in a pile of blood He picked up the ax, maybe pulled it out of his mom, threw himself on his parents He had blood all over hi In shock and panic, he raced out into the night And that’s when I found him"

"Cool, you tell that to a jury, my friend," John Alden said He cast his head to the side "Crazy, Sam, you’re pluh on a winning streak Into plummet--like a crazy man"

"John, the kid needs someone," Sam told him

John nodded "Sure Well, I’ht think But I alad that one is locked up!"

"He’s safe," Jenna said

"He’s safe?" Alden asked, and laughed "Yeah, sure Well, if that’s all…?"

Sa his lips "Jenna?"

She forced a sain, John," Sa her down the porch steps Jamie followed, and they walked across the lawn and down to the curb and Sa back, and looked around

"What?" Sa," she said quietly But it was so watched