Trill's odd new sorcerous feeling guided me to the center of Wilding Springs. I stepped out in the narrow space between the corner d**g store and Johnny's, the local teen hangout. I'd spent quite a few Friday and Saturday nights there when I was younger, took the kids for burgers at least once a week now I was an old married woman. Being here, in the middle of my town-so eerily quiet and empty of power-made my skin crawl.
Trill pushed past me and stopped at the sidewalk, her friends waiting behind the dumpster the two businesses shared. I ignored them, concentrating on my shielding. This was a foolish place to be, though part of me longed for a fight with the Brotherhood, especially if I had allies with me. But a big battle in the heart of Wilding Springs would draw too much attention, es
