Visions of Magic

Chapter 19



Landry Harper was pissed.

All that work capturing the witch, only to have the a*sholes in charge of the prison let her escape.

His hands tightened on the steering wheel as he drove through traffic near his home. He’d been called out, ordered to find the witch. Again. The GPS tracking signal put her somewhere in his territory and if she was there, he’d find her. It was what he did.

He hadn’t always, he remembered. Once he’d been a teacher, like her. Once he’d faced classrooms filled with young faces etched with boredom and had tried to teach them history. Until his own world had shattered and then what had once happened in ancient Rome had become less important than what was happening now. History was being rewritten. The entire human race was under attack. And it was up to people like him to protect the innocent from the damned.

His gaze shifted to the photo attached to the dashboard of his jeep. A smiling woman looked out at him from the faded image and everything in him tightened with determination. Focus. She hadn’t seen her attacker coming. Hadn’t known that the neighbor she trusted would one day “lose control” of a power no one should possess.

The explosion had rocked the neighborhood.

His house had gone up like a torch and the wife and child he’d left sleeping when he went to work were dead in an instant.

The witch next door had escaped the blast, of course. Her power had saved her.

Until Landry had found her, six months later.

Just as he would find this one.

And when he did, she wouldn’t be going back to detention.