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There was silence as the four witches exited the house.

Clearing her throat, Katelin wrapped her arms around her waist. “I’m sorry. I don’t have time. I’ve got to go.” She turned and rushed out the door.

That isn’t a good sign, Michael linked with Bodey and me.

That was an understatement. The likely reason behind Katelin’s abrupt departure had my stomach roiling.

Before Jasmine could make it past me to follow her friend, I grabbed her arm, holding her back. If she forced a confrontation, it might strain their relationship.

Her head jerked toward me, and she stiffened. “She’s upset. I need to check on her.” Jasmine tried to free herself from my grasp.

That was the problem. “Going after her will make it worse.”

Jasmine froze and lifted a brow. “How? We’re friends. We support each other.”

I didn’t want to explain it to her. My throat tightened.

Bodey came to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I’ll take it from here. He pulled me to his side and said out loud, “Russell wants to go