Chapter 321: Necromancy

Charlotte's soft growl broke my shock.

"Necromancy is forbidden," the weregirl said, fear in her voice humming with her power.

"It is to ordinary witches. But not to Enforcers." Gram blew out a huff of breath, her impatience clear.

"Then get the Enforcers to do it." I tried to back away a step only to have Gram snatch my arm and jerk me back. "Gram, you're just going to make things worse." I could see her standing next to Mom, on trial for the second most forbidden crime in our culture.

"Dominic owns the Enforcers, in case you've forgotten." Gram let me go. "This is the only way. My former status should protect me."

"But there is no promise of that." We weren't alone. Charlotte spun with a snarl, crouching between me and the black-robed man at the door. "Your position protected you once, but I can't promise it will do so again." Pender Tremere pulled back his hood, face wreathed in what looked like agony of indecision.

Gram didn't seem shocked to find him standing there. "I have