EUGENE
I sat in the living room making notes of what Lucy could be planning. It seemed like I was the only one who seemed to care about the whole ordeal that had happened. A random witch came into our sacred coven home unannounced and threatened it. I called city hall and hypnotised the receptionist to have her tell me of any new residents that have entered the town. Lucy wasn’t registered in any of their books, which meant she was hiding out somewhere in an unknown location or that she was booked in a motel somewhere, pretending to be a tourist.
“You look stressed, you shouldn’t let her get to you like that,” Christa said, placing a cup of coffee on the table in front of me.
“It’s late, the caffeine won’t do me well,” I said, looking through my notes again, “Why is she so hard to track
