"What is that?" Anca stared at the little pillow thing sitting in Sabina's hand. How would this help her?

"It is a lavender sachet, my dear. After what you've been through, it will help. Place it inside your pillowcase before you go to sleep tonight."

Anca doubted she could sleep. She saw what he'd done to her mother before slashing her throat. Nothing herbal would allow her to sleep. Still....

"I will," she promised.

She'd found where he lived. She had the knife he'd used. She'd be awake when the church struck three. Sleep would come once she came back.