"Bee Wesen have only one natural enemy: Hexenbiests. As soon as they discover a Hexenbiest, the Bee Wesen Queen and her followers enter a state bordering on madness. The only possible outcome is a fight to the death."
With Dahlia reading from the diary, Nick decided not to bother searching through it himself. He got up and went into the kitchen to heat dinner for them.
"So the woman who died on the Streetcar might have been a Hexenbiest?"
Hearing his question from the kitchen, Dahlia murmured an assent. "Very likely. You can check the corpse's tongue."
"Her tongue? Why?" Nick paused, then poked his head out of the kitchen.
A Hexenbiest had once tried to assassinate Aunt Mary in her hospital room. Her Telekinesis had startled Nick, allowing her to escape. Afterward, he had paid particular attention to anything about Hexenbiests in the diaries, but he did not remember seeing this information.
"You probably haven't gotten to this one yet." Dahlia raised the diary in her hand. "It says Bee Wesen would capture those women and check underneath their tongues one by one. Every Hexenbiest has a heart-shaped mark beneath her tongue."
"I'll ask Harper, the medical examiner, first thing tomorrow." Nick set a steaming plate of beef over rice before Dahlia and kissed her red lips when she looked up.
"God knows I really can't do anything right without you."
Although she knew he was sweet-talking her, Dahlia still enjoyed it, and more possibilities occurred to her.
"The woman you saw at the paper mill was most likely the Bee Wesen Queen. If your ancestor's account was correct, she should be friendlier toward you than any other Wesen."
"That explains why the bees didn't sting me." Nick nodded in agreement. "If the victim, Serena Dembrooke, really was a