#Chapter 188 – Putting the Pieces Together

Russo’s POV Lisa let us into the apothecary’s shop. The scent of herbs, dried and fresh, hit my nose, making the inside tingle. Before I could hold it back, two violent sneezes burst from my nose. I caught them with my elbow to cover. Lisa laughed. “It takes a while to get used to the scent of this stuff.” She walked to the werewolf behind the counter and passed him the list. “I’m going to need these herbs as fast as possible, please.” “In what quantities?” the werewolf asked. Lisa bent over the list, studying it, and I suddenly became very glad that we had her on our side. When I read the books, Solomon’s Key had listed measurements that I was completely unfamiliar with. What exactly was a thumb of powdered wormwood? Because my thumb was significantly bigger than hers if we were using actual fingers as measurement. But Lisa rattled the measurements off to the werewolf, who seemed to know exactly what she was talking about. He jotted the notes on an invoice. When th