A Witch Alone (The Winter Witch Trilogy #3) - Plot & Excerpts
I waited until the phone rang and then I opened the door and slipped outside while his attention was on the call. The wind and snow hit me like a slap in the face. The street was white with spiralling specks. The sky was grey as slate, and as dark, and the specks swirled and gusted in the light from the street lamps. I pulled my thin summer coat around me and yanked the hood up to try to get some protection from the wind. What time was it? I glanced involuntarily at my wrist before I remembered the invisibility charm, but just then a clock struck: six loud, echoing notes. Six o’clock. It would be night soon. Where would I sleep? The thought gave me a shudder. At least I had money – not much, but Marcus had paid for the cab transfer and that had helped. I turned my face to the wind and began to walk along the street. As I did, the lighted window of the Internet café drew my gaze and I caught a glimpse of Emmaline, hunched over a PC, her fingers flying furiously. Her back was to the window and I could see her screen.
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