Jones never said anything but pondered on my demands. Aunt Lucile was blowing fumes. The rest of the board members were either intrigued or uncertain of my plan. Whatever it was, they were voicing these matters amongst themselves.
"Once I'm guaranteed that Brianna is safe with her mother, I will proceed to pursue Deanna," I proclaimed. "As I said before for the spell to be broken, I'll be the one who has to kill her."
My friends would participate, but I had to be the one to give the final blow. It was up to me to strategize each strike, so the final spell could be administered on time. We had one chance and by God, I would never let it slip through my fingers.
"And, how exactly are you planning on killing Deanna?" Aunt Lucile inquired.
The anger in her voice was ripe.
I swallowed.
