Chapter 41: Family Reunion
Wisteria
Mere minutes after Scarlet had entered a trance, that hag returned. I heard her footsteps and smelled her sickly sweet perfume before I saw her. Her steps were swifter than usual, a great departure from her signature glacial pace. Clearly, the Crone was in a hurry. Perhaps something had gotten her broomstick bent out of shape. The click clack of her footsteps told me she was wearing high heels. That was new. What kind of kidnapper wore heels? She was also wearing a heady fruity fragrance with a seductive flair to it. She was obviously returning from somewhere special.
She came into view, a statuesque figure, her black cloak swishing and swirling around her. The hood of her cloak was pulled up to obscure her face and protect her identity as usual. She
