Chapter 93

She had done the same for the gadje, following the recipe to the letter, including the scent that would draw his victim to him.

Why had she put herself in danger of banishment by complying with his desires?

Her shoulders sank in defeat, and she glanced furtively at her palm.

She wasafraid of him.

* * * *

Paloma’s brother came searching for her, a huge scowl on his face. “Syeira has sent for you.”

“What…did she say what she wanted of me?”

“D’you think she tells me anything? All I know is she wants you there now.”

Paloma knew better than to get into an argument with him. She returned his scowl, stepped around him with a flip of her skirts, and strode haughtily to Syeira’s caravan, but inside she was eaten up with nerves. Paloma knew her way about herbs and medicinal plants, but the wise woman was skilled in foretelling the future.