Once the rest of the coven members arrived, Birdie had them carry Fiona's limp body into a sparsely lit room at the end of a long hallway and lay her on the bed. Each member of the coven stood guard over her in shifts, as Mara and Stacy grabbed some shut-eye. Before Gus could rest, however, he hit the internet and trolled it hard, going through his Facebook and Twitter connections to find ways to combat the menace facing them. Finally, his work paid off and a cell phone alert woke him up before dawn, with a response to his request. He woke Mara up but, as they were leaving a note for Birdie and Stacy in the lobby, Birdie walked in."Where are you two youngsters off to so early?""We got a lead on a hoodoo guy near here," Gus said. "Steve Charon. He's battled this kind of thing before.""Steve has?" Birdie looked surprised. "Why that crafty old mule deer. He never told me a word.""Do you know him?" Mara asked, surprised."From another lifetime ago. He asked me to go to the school cotillion with him when I was a girl.
