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lose the plot again. "Okay, let's get this into some kind of order. You guys have had a look around, right?" They nodded, their anger still visible. "And have you found anything?" They shook their heads. "Have you moved anything?" Again, they shook. "So, the place hasn't been messed up or anything like that. Kate, when did you first know Grandma was missing?"
    Kate sipped on her tea then said, "It was two days ago. I got a call from Aunt Bethel. She wanted to get hold of you but you weren't answering your phone." She looked at me with no accusation but I felt more guilt than I had in my entire life at that moment. Would I have been able to find Grandma, save her, if I'd answered? "She and some of the other witches were supposed to meet here for one of their usual get-togethers, but Grandma was nowhere to be found. She's always here so they tried you, then me."
    "And nobody has seen or heard from her since?"
    "No. Nobody I've been able to talk to anyway. I went and saw Aunt Bethel, but she said she hadn't seen Grandma for a week or more, and no one else had seen her for a few days before she went missing."
    "God, what a nightmare. What the hell is going on here?" People come and go regularly from Grandma's. Clients that pay well for her counsel and her potions, others that get what they need for free. Friends, other witches looking for advice or a chat in-between whatever they do to make ends meet. But sometimes it can be days and days without her seeing another living soul, although I always try to pop in as often as I can.
    She likes the peace as much as she likes company. She can potter about, perfecting potions, tending her stunning herb garden, giving the house a clean.
    "Okay, who found the body of Matilda?"
    "I did," said Kate. "When I began to worry, I used the key under that fake rock she has. Which is a really bad idea."
    "I know. I've told her about it countless times. She wouldn't listen though, always saying that if someone wanted to break in it would be better if they used a key rather than smashed a window."
    "When I came inside, the place was like this, all clean and tidy, nothing on the stove. Just the body of Matilda and that was it."
    "And you called the vampires?"
    "What? No! I called Rikka, but before he arrived so did Oliver."
    "Oliver. Ugh." I'd had a run-in with Oliver recently. He'd been told to follow me around while I dealt with the Armenian and a little mess I'd inadvertently made, and it hadn't ended well. He was Taavi's right-hand man for a lot of day-to-day business, and I did not like him. "Vampire grapevine, right?"
    Kate nodded. "He was here when Rikka arrived, in person, and they didn't get on too well."
    "I can imagine. Then what?"
    "Oliver dealt with the body, before Rikka arrived, and he wasn't happy."
    "Wonder why? So the poor girl's parents have no body to bury. Oliver just took her?"
    "Afraid so. Rikka was livid, said he could have got Dancer to do his, you know, and bring her back and find out what happened."
    "No chance of that now. I bet Rikka was furious. Those poor parents. That poor girl. Has anyone been to see them?" I couldn't imagine what they were going through, and to not even have her to mourn over would make it even harder.
    "Aunt Bethel and a few of the others went around and explained. They're all up in arms, Faz. All the witches are seriously annoyed at what Oliver did, and they know it was under Taavi's instruction. Not to mention the fact they think he is covering up something ordered by him in the first place, or one of us at any rate."
    "Okay, well, we can rule out Taavi, I guess. He's not so stupid as to kill a girl then leave her to be found and have the finger pointed at him. So it's a rogue vampire, or someone that lost control and now isn't owning up. But what about Grandma? Any clues at all?"
    "It's why we are here," said Bret or Bart. They'd got confused in the row, now I didn't know which was which again.
    "And you have nothing. It's time for you to leave." I