Pentagram Spotter: Modern fantasy

The pentagram was easy to spot. They hadn't even tried to hide it this time. She'd spotted them shaved into cows, painted on the back of paintings, and worked into elaborate ironmongery. She hadn't seen many that were painted on barns plain as day. Maybe the wreath around it might have fooled some into thinking it was a hex sign, but she could see from the road that it had been carefully painted so that the wreath wouldn't form a complete circle, thus rendering the protection it could have offered to be null. She gritted her teeth. She got enough funny looks from folk who saw that she carried around so many protective hexes herself, how could they miss something that was so blatantly wrong?

Inspiration: Pentagram.
Story Potential: Medium potential.
Notes: I like the setting that this piece implies, though that sort of this is terribly overdone these days. Le sigh.