Chapter Four
The lab was full of sparkling machines and complicated equipment that Cissy didn't understand. Thankfully, the PCI team did know what they were doing with it all, and that should lead them to answers about the finger hidden in the box she was holding.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was in the morgue," a pink-haired woman said as she pushed into the lab.
It took her a moment to recognise the witch she'd met before.
"Didn't you have blue hair last time I saw you?" Cissy blurted out.
The witch laughed lightly. "I change it all the time. Watch." She lifted her hands to her hair and sent a shower of red sparks through it.
Before Cissy's eyes, the pink faded away and left blue behind.
"That's a neat trick."
"Right?" Cassie grinned. "It brings a bit of brightness to my life."
"You
