After a long while spent in consideration, Cory slowly rolled out his decision. "The Byrons have lived in Caldwell for centuries. When it comes to wealth and influence, they are nothing short of a behemoth. Even my father has to accord the Byron patriarch a degree of respect. Before we get our hands on concrete evidence, I cannot enter into open conflict with them.""Well, it was only a hypothesis. Before we find the mastermind, we can first pinpoint the person responsible for casting the curse." Nestor turned his head to me. "Do you have any way to find that person, Master Floyd?""Not at present, I'm afraid." I touched my nose regretfully. "However, if they try to curse Tessa again, they'll need some kind of medium to do so. As long as we keep tabs on Tessa's clothes and other personal belongings, we will be able to find the culprit sooner or later."Cory and Nestor nodded in unison at my suggestion."If the cursemaster were to fail his task, whoever hired him

Thwack!The crisp sound of palm against cheek echoed through the dining hall.I doubted Gary ever thought Cecilia would hit him herself. He stayed completely still in his slightly hunched pose, petrified by the shock of something so unexpected.To be fair, I was just as astonished as he that the normally gentle Cecilia would land such a swift strike.Judging from the looks on their faces, Nestor and Cory shared my feelings regarding the incident.Behind us, Gary's goons looked even more surprised. Their faces were contorted in equal parts shock and horror. Most of all, though, their eyes radiated intense disbelief."How dare you, Cecilia Byron! You actually hit Master Yates! I'm going to tear you to shreds!"Sarah pounced at her with outstretched claws.Before she could get anywhere close, the recovered Gary held up a hand. "I take care of my own business."His words reluctantly stopped her in her tracks. "I'll deal with you later, you st