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A scream tore from the heaving woman as she suddenly grabbed Sabina’s wrist in a painful grip. She turned to look at Sabina, her eyes red-rimmed and her lips moved the words were garbled.
Sabina tried to pull away, but the woman’s grip only tightened. The sound of her voice going from a near whisper to a loud screeching that filled Sabina’s ears. Sabina tried to pull away, but the woman kept screeching the same sentence over and over. With a scream of pain of her own, Sabina found herself fainting into the black.
The sound of alarms had accompanied her into unconsciousness.
“Everything is a blur after that,” Sabina explained frowning and rubbing her stomach that ached a bit. “How long have we been here, I feel like I haven’t eaten in hours.”
Seeing this, Lanias rolled her eyes and hopped off the bed. “Let me go see if there is anything in this place to eat,” Pausing by the door, she glanced over her shoulder. “You?”
“Am I even allowed to eat?” Sabina asked, trying to hide her amusement.
Lanias flicked her an annoyed look, “Don’t worry, I’ll bring you something.” With that she left the room with an air of determination around her.
Once she was gone, Sabina finally felt herself able to relax. The strength left her body in a rush, as she fell back onto the pillow her eyes staring at the spinning ceiling. Had it really been stupid to help a stranger?
Sabina closed her eyes as she tried to fight the vertigo running through her.
No.
Sabina wasn’t wrong for it.
“I’m stronger now.”
She said aloud, hoping that one day she could believe it. Whatever the consequences of her saving the woman, she wouldn’t regret it. Whether it was a hopeless marriage, or from some thieves, she’d always be strong.
Raijin
Leaving the room Raijin ignored the smell of Sabina on his coat. The smell urged to sniff it like some anime, but he managed to hold back. He didn’t have the time at present to investigate why everything about that witch made his stomach tighten in hunger.
“The females body was taken from the Shade.” Malcolm interrupted his thoughts as he handed him a file.
Raijin nodded at this as he looked through it as he set his coat down on the counter. “Did Gregor get a chance to look at it?”
Malcolm shook his head, avoiding another nurse who flew by, her eyes focused on the tablet in her hand. The sparks flew, as she whipped around a fellow nurse heading in the opposite direction. They were standing in the hallway, opposite from their only suspects room. Malcolm leaned over, shooting the admin nurse behind the counter a flirtatious wink. She sneered at him, hissing she flicked her snake like tongue at him, before she stood and left. “Not yet, he has a few roasted corpses to go through. But when he looked over the pictures of her body, he said she most likely died from the ‘Dead man’s curse’.”
Hearing this, Raijin pulled his eyes away from the file in front of him to look at Malcolm in inquiry. Seeing this Malcolm continued, “It’s one of the more gruesome forms of a “Secret” hex, basically the minute the holder of the secret is close to death it will force the holder to pass the secret along. It’s typically used by the older covens, and a few priestesses of certain orders. If the holder of said secret tries to reveal it, they can either lose a tongue, or their life. Which means those demons that were trying to take her—,” “Didn’t choose her at random.” Raijin concluded aloud.
Malcolm nodded, letting his claws tap on the counter. “Do you think it connects with Luther?”
Raijin passed the file in his hand over to Malcolm, “Look at her jobs list, Jessica has an association with Luther.”
Taking it, Malcolm looked over it before his eyes widened on the last one. “She was a call girl?”
Raijin nodded; he picked up the black card that laid in the file. “And it looks like she was the other holder of this meeting card.”
“So, whoever took out Luther, was trying to get rid of her as well.” Malcolm summarized.
This case was appeared far more insidious then Raijin had first assumed it be. Whoever had killed Luther, and been experimenting on witches was far more prepared then he’d first expected them to be. They’d clearly been aware of what Luther was up to. Hence both him and the call girl getting killed. The question now was where was Jameson and how did he tie into this?
“Let’s say whatever secret our victim had, she was intending to give to Luther but instead was way laid by the Demon, that means the Madams sister now has it.” Malcolm said glancing at the door across from them.
Raijin frowned; if the information they had been seeking was currently locked inside Madame Lanias sisters head they would have to drag an innocent into their investigation, an investigation that already had two bodies lying on ice in the morgue. Apart of him, was already coldly calculating how to get his hands on the secret from Sabina, but another part of him immediately fought his scheming.
Raijin ignored it, “The only question now is how Luther’s dealings over black powder tie to this “secret” curse.”
A loud bang pulled him from his thoughts, Castian entered and motioned to the phone in his hand. “There’s been another victim, but the Robins won’t let us take the body.”
Raijin closed the folder in his hand with a snap and placed it down. “Tiller isn’t there to convince them to hand it over?”
