Richard Bellum attested as he stood by Rose’s tiny newsroom desk. “For the life of me, I can’t explain how Starkov vanished from the clothesline!”Rose nodded. She was astounded too, but not to the same degree as Richard. The more time she spent around Drago, the more convinced she was that he was capable of anything.She watched Richard pace before her. She’d only been working with him for a short while, but she suspected that she could learn a lot from him. He was hungry for the truth, just like her. But in Drago’s case, Bellum’s hunger made him the most audacious kind of reporter.“What exactly did you see yesterday?” she played along.Richard frowned. “Dragomir Starkov disappeared right before my eyes. And the dove . . . I’m assuming he had someone release it from the rooftop, but I can’t be sure.”Drago’s magic was really beginning to bridge the gap between illusion and reality. Nobody could explain it. She’d mentioned the Salem witch trials to Patrick. Isn’t this how they started?Her blood chilled at the thought.“It was the damnedest thing I ever saw!”
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