The signs were there.She read them in the rosehips in the bottom of a teacup, and in the steam rising from a nettle infusion. Edie Pepperidge knew the day would come when Mr. Newcombe strolled into her herbal dispensary on Main Street, carrying a large silver envelope. She knew that once she opened this envelope her life would never be the same again.Three Found Hanging!was the headline in the Wickeden Gazette and the first assignment for newly enlisted Inquisitor, Edie Pepperidge. But who is capable of killing witches and warlocks without fire, by turning their blood into tar?