Chapter One

“What do you mean the pandit isn’t ready?” I asked my assistant Kate over the muffled sounds of booming drums and cheering wedding guests.

“He said to wait and he’ll come when he’s done.” Kate shrugged and ran a hand through her bouncy, blond bob. “It looked like he was in the middle of a ritual of some sort.”

“Wait?” I said, trying to keep the hysteria from my voice.  “Is he kidding?”

“He’s a Hindu priest, Annabelle.  I don’t think he does ‘kidding.’”

I knew Kate was right.  I gr...