I tried to focus more on my powers. Trying to sense where the killer was. But his magic suddenly died down. Did he run away? But why?
Did he sense my magic as well? I pushed the chair backward, and it fell with a clap on the floor. Everyone turned to look at me. Then I saw the ladies talking amongst themselves. Probably talking about me. But I had better things to do than worry about gossipers.
Mateo got up and gestured for me to sit down. But I just went out, and I heard him running after me. I left the cafe and stopped in the parking lot.
The magical flavor I sensed while still in the cafe came into focus. The man, or whatever it was-was near.
I ran around the cars like a crazy person. Mateo, still running and shouting at me.
“Suwilanji, will you stop? I can’t run anymore. What the
