Fun fact, they’re still running witches out Salem, even in the twenty-first century. So, after being chased from their home by people with actual pitchforks, the LaFey triplets have settled down in a small town in northern Michigan. Unfortunately, the saying is true. There’s no rest for the wicked…witches. Candi – Turns out, there are three absolute certainties in life. Death. Taxes. And Lincoln Gage’s complete inability to fix my car. Granted, I sort of like visiting the shop so I can ogle him while I lay into his lack of skill at his chosen trade. But if he would just keep the car running, maybe I’d start visiting for social reasons instead. Lincoln – I’ve never been what you’d consider shy. But for some reason, Candi LaFey scares the hell out of me. Being what I am, fearing anything is new territory for me…but I kind of like it. I’m risking my reputation in this town by continuing to sabotage her car, but if it keeps bringing her into my shop, I’ll risk a hell of a lot more.