Forgotten Magic (Stolen Magic Book 1) by Jayne Hawke & Gabriel

Author:Jayne Hawke & Gabriel . [Hawke, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy
Publisher: Kitsune Ink
Published: 2020-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

Thirty-One

We never made it to the office. News came in that someone else had been killed. I drove a little too fast and ducked into the last parking spot near the park where it had happened. A cluster of people were gathered around dark stained grass. A pair of bounty hunters were trying to keep them back.

These situations were sticky. I didn’t technically have jurisdiction because I was freelance, but that didn’t stop me from trying my luck. Elijah set his shoulders back and strode up to the bounty hunters with his full alpha presence rolling off him. The two witches visibly shrank back.

“We’re here to see the scene,” Elijah said.

“And you are?” the blond witch asked meekly.

“Officials,” I said sharply.

They nodded and made room for us to get to the scene.

I immediately noticed the lack of magic. Even the grass had been drained of what life essence each blade had within it. The area was stained with dark red blood. Elijah crouched down near the remains, which were a mess of organs, torn muscles, and jagged broken bones. Who- or whatever had done that had a real anger problem.

“The scent is here,” he said as he stood.

I looked at the face of the dead woman, trying to see if I recognised her. Nothing came to mind, but it was hard to be sure. Her jaw hung loose, and she was missing one eye entirely.

We headed back to my car. I tried to find some sort of magical trail as we did so. Nothing. The lack of magic ended at the edges of the neat circle, and nothing stood out from there. Whoever it was was very good.

“Did you know her?” Elijah asked once we were in the car.

“I don’t think so.”

“I sent pictures of her over to Liam. He’s trying to pull up her face.”

I pulled out in the morning traffic and turned the happy pop music up louder. That was another person dead, possibly thanks to me.

“The scent was stronger there. Likely due to his rage. I don’t know what made him so angry this time, but we have to think that he’s escalating. You’re in greater risk.”

I knew that stalkers often turned violent when they didn’t get what they wanted. The gods knew whoever it was wasn’t going to get some weird romantic fantasy fulfilment with me. If he came at me, I’d show him just how good of a combat witch I was. My shadow blades could cut through anything.

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