said.
Faye snickered and whispered something under her breath to Deborah and Suzan.
Diana turned to her. âIâm the only one who can easily do it,â she said. âWe all know that.â
âBut you could be putting yourself in danger,â Faye said mockingly. Then her face took on a spiteful weightiness. âIf given the chance, Max will mark you just like he did me.â
Diana shrugged. âIâm not going to do any magic around him. Besides if I can get into his bedroom, I might be able to find out where he keeps his relic.â
âYouâre not going anywhere near his bedroom,â Faye shot back.
Laurel cleared her throat. âIâve made some progress digging up information about the relics,â she said. With a nod from Cassie, she took the center of the floor and explained to the Circle that the relics originated around 1320, shortly after Pope John XVII authorized the Inquisition to persecute witchcraft as a type of heresy.
âAn accused witch created and spelled the relics in return for her life,â Laurel said. âShe christened the owners of these magical stones and taught them the killing curse.â
âOf course they needed a witch to do their dirty work for them,â Sean called out. âWimps.â
Laurel pursed her lips at the interruption. âSoon the Inquisition led to a wave of witch-hunting,â she continued, âduring which the relics were sighted throughout France, Italy, and Germany. But many of them were destroyed during the peak of the hunts, which occurred in the late 1500s till around 1630. And by the time the hunt reached Salem in the 1690s, only a dozen or so relicsâand even fewer hunter familiesâhad survived.â
Laurel focused her eyes on Diana specifically. âItâs now believed there are only six relics still active.â
Diana was looking straight down at the floor. In almost a whisper she said, âThatâs all?â
Laurel glanced at Faye. âSo it may be worth it for Diana to search Maxâs bedroom if it means we can bring that number down to five.â
âFive, six, seven hundred, what difference does it make?â Nick called out. âWe still donât have a way to beat them. Can we talk for a moment about Scarlett? She wants to kill Cassie, to get her spot in the Circle, and she has our Master Tools. She almost got the best of us last night, and sheâll come back again. If we canât usemagic on her, then we need to be ready to destroy her with our bare hands.â
Deborah patted Nick on the shoulder. âWell, it goes without saying that my cousin can use some anger management right about now.â
Until this point, everyone had been so engrossed in the discussion that no one had noticed Chris trying to squeeze his six-foot-tall body into the tiny confines of the dumbwaiter carved into the kitchen wall. But the racket he was creating finally captured the groupâs attention.
âI can do it,â he said. âDoug, push my feet in for me. And then launch me upstairs.â
Doug did as he was told, laughing. He shoved Chrisâs feet deeper into the box with one hand. His other hand hovered over the wooden lever that would send the dumbwaiter flying up the chute that led to the kitchen above them.
âChris,â Cassie yelled. âThatâll never hold you. Itâs not an elevator. Get out before you break it.â
âDonât mess with that thing,â Faye called out to him. âItâs our favorite way to have Cassie wait on us from upstairs.â
âBut I can do it,â Chris said again. âIâm not as big as I look.â
Cassieâs patience had worn thin and a peculiar angersurged through her. Her face and hands grew hot with rage. âI said, get out of there!â
Before she could get control of herself, she marched over to Doug and forcefully shoved him away from the lever. Her strength