“So, Dylan, how was your first night with Aurelius?”
“Hello to you, too, Moira. How are you doing, Aurelius? Oh, I’m doing great. Thank you for asking.” Aurelius interjected as much sarcasm as he could while his partner only rolled her eyes at him.
“I’m not talking to you, Aurelius. Dylan?”
He gazed at the witch in concern. Dylan had been quiet throughout the journey. They had checked out the crime scenes for the second victim, Anthony, the third victim, Marcia, the fourth victim, Jessica, the fifth victim, Jacob, and the last victim, Harry. Dylan’s face had paled more after each visit. The witch had not uttered more than ten sentences over the last two hours, which he was certain was an anomaly. From the last interaction that he had had with Dylan, he could tell that the witch was a ch
