Chapter Twelve
The metal gate slammed shut behind Samantha as she left the Fickle estate. She glared back at the mansion, just in time to see the curtains ripple as if someone just left.
She shuddered and tightened her coat. What a creep.
Part of her wished she headed Lilith’s warning and had never crossed paths with the man, but what was done was done. This wasn’t the time to unstick her nose and get intimidated.
Her phone chimed, tearing Sam out of her thoughts.
The precinct.
Of course.
The Pixie killings were related to the Nox world, but their identities were still part of the human world. If she was going to the precinct to find information for Catalina’s mystery appearance, she might as well look for the two missing bodies. Two birds, one stone.
On her way to the precinct, sh
