Sister-In-Law's Jealousy

My life was woven from Montana's wind and the whisper of ancient spirits, far from Washington D.C.'s noise.

As a tribal healer, I lived connected to the land, but when my brother, Senator Julian Vance, called, his voice tight with desperation, I knew I had to go.

His wife, Vicky, was dying, and modern medicine had failed her; I came to save her, to offer healing beyond what doctors understood.

Instead, I stepped into a nightmare.

The moment I arrived, Vicky lunged at me, eyes blazing with a jealousy I couldn't comprehend.