"Gavin, what was that?" Kendra asked, not getting an answer, because Coulter flew through the air and slammed into the front door, splintering it. "C-c-coulter
!" Gavin cried. Kendra looked in the direction Coulter had been thrown from, and saw a man in a black trenchcoat, with a matching hat and a dark shirt with dark jeans and cowboy boots, he walked forward with a sinister smile on his face, and his eyes were golden.
