We get most everything at an herbalist in Chandler, « Malina said, » though I’m sure we’re going to need much more bloodwort shortly if we’re to deal properly with the hexen . Have you any available? «
Bloodwort was one of many common names for yarrow. Witches used it in some divination spells, but it could also be used in spells of both protection and attack. For my part, I employed it extensively in my apothecary business, including in several proprietary tea blends: Virus Immuni-Tea for the onset of colds and flu, Digestive Facili-Tea for various gastrointestinal ills, and a truly trippy mixture I called Enhanced Visibili-Tea. I made the latter for artists who wanted to see the world differently, because, in sufficient concentrations, yarrow could cause a temporary color shift in the eyes.
» Sure, I have pounds of the stuff, because I use it all the time. I grow it in my backyard, all organic and very potent. How much do you need? «
» Three pounds should safely see us through. « Malina nodded. » Could you have someone bring it to us? «
» Certainly. I’ll send a courier in the morning. You can pay him. I’ll send along a list of my other herbs in stock, too, and another list of what I can grow for you provided that you give me sufficient notice. «
» Good, let there be commerce between us. « Malina moved over to a shelf near the painting of the Zoryas and looked at an uncorked, unlabeled bottle—also uninhabited by anything that I could see. Sitting next to it on the left, and stretching down the length of the shelf as well as two shelves above it, were jars containing locks of hair with people’s names labeled on the front. All of those people were completely in Malina’s power, whether they knew it yet or not. I felt a twinge of pity for them.
» It should be here, « Malina said tensely. » The last person to visit this floor was the officer who informed us of Waclawa’s death. « She pointed to the labeled jar next to the empty one. Inside was a lock of sandy hair, and emblazoned on the label in purple ink was the name of Kyle Geffert. » Your hair should have been deposited in this empty bottle here, « she said, then looked up to the air vent through which her air-conditioning was softly blowing. Presumably any hair collected from visitors in the hallway got routed through the ductwork to land in the empty bottles, but nary a red hair from my head was to be found in any of them.
» What in the name of Zorya Utrennyaya is going on? « Malina scolded the bottle as if it would answer her, and I fought to keep a smile off my face.
Ha-ha. My personal binding was stronger than her enchantment. Neener neener, Malina. You can’t catch me.
Chapter 6
Washing a filthy Irish wolfhound is entirely unlike washing a Chihuahua. It takes three or four buckets of water just to get the wolfhound thoroughly wet, for example, while one bucket will most likely drown the Chihuahua.
I have discovered over the years that if I wish to remain fairly dry through the process, I must distract Oberon from the tickling of bubbles and soap with a really good story, or else he will shake himself mightily and spray water and foam on every wall of my bathroom. Bath time is therefore story time in my house, and Oberon enjoys getting cleaned up as a result.
What I enjoy is Oberon’s obsession with the story until the next one gets told. He’d been vicariously living out the life of Genghis Khan for the past three weeks, constantly badgering me to muster the hordes on the Mongolian steppe and start a land war in Asia. Now I planned to take him in a completely different direction.
» When we were messing with Mr. Semerdjian’s head earlier, « I said as I began to soak him, » you asked me who the Merry Pranksters were. Well, the Merry Pranksters were a group of people who joined Ken Kesey on the magic bus in 1964 for his trip to New York from California. «
› Ken Kesey had a magic bus? What could it do? ‹
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Norrey Ford
Azure Boone
Peggy Darty
Jerry Pournelle
Anne Rice
Erin Butler
Sharon Shinn
Beth Cato
Shyla Colt
Bryan Burrough