The Hunted Hunter
But many times, I would have shared a space with my mother and father to investigate as a family.
I don’t know how Aunt Sarael came into her collection. Well, I can say how she came into the ownership of the book I’m reading. She stole it from the guild. I saw the guild symbol stamped inside the cover when I opened it. I didn’t even know a book was missing from our collection, but I guess no one would want to talk about that. Few, if any, ever spoke of Aunt Sarael after she ran away.
As I skimmed the pages, I stopped at a passage having to read it three times to be sure it was what I thought it was. “I think I have something,” I announced as the doorbell chimed.