Naomi drew in a deep breath; her hands trembled as she struck the match, raising it to the first candle. The flare finally took to life, then the second, the third, one by one, until the eye shape blazed completely on her living room table. Smoke from sage curled up from the flames, and in the center, a crystal ball caught the light like a pupil dilating in the dark.   She could still hear Jade’s voice in her head: "Oh my God, Naomi, just drop me the money. You know I'm good