I can't believe I was late. I had been tracking this witch for weeks now and she always managed to be one step ahead of me. This time I had only missed her by a few minutes. The body of the thirty year old man that was now lying on the dead on the floor was still warm.
"Dammit." Mother is not going to be pleased. She did not want me leaving town to track this witch by myself she wanted me to bring my oldest cousin Wyatt with me. She never believed that I can do anything by myself. In all truth I don't think she fully trusts me. I'm not what you would call the golden child. Even though I do everything in my power to make her proud it's never good enough for her. I failed again. Only by a few minutes. I was so focused on the corps in front of me that I did not even here them come in until it was too late. I heard a creak of the floor bored rite behind me but before I had time to spin around I was knocked unconscious with a blow to my head.