I deal in magic and mayhem.
A sensible woman would've ignored him, or pretend she didn't see him. I had already proved more than once that I was not a sensible woman. I was an angry one.
Violet put the kettle on and I thought, with some amusement, how very English that was. Nothing like a cup of tea to cure every ill from heartbreak to attempted murder.
If you can wound your enemy before the battle, he's that much easier to defeat.