Don't get me wrong. I love magic, just not when it is used for evil. It's bad enough when some poor soul is murdered in my hometown, but when he's near and dear to someone I care about, I have no choice but to look for the killer. Since magic seems to be involved in his death, my teenage cousin and I might be the only ones who can discover the killer's identity. After all, we are witches. I was hoping this would be a run-of-the-mill...