Sunday, February 5, 2023

70: Ready to Grumble – Pt. 1


“Morning!” Derrick greeted Victoria with a smile as she sauntered into the kitchen. He was busy preparing breakfast, expertly tossing pancakes around a skillet before plating them for her.

“Good morning. You seem cheery. Add a little something extra to the coffee?” she asked, taking a seat at the bar counter as he set a plate and mug of hot coffee down in front of her.

“What? Can’t a guy just be happy? The woman of my dreams; love of my life is with me, safe and…whole. What more could I ask for?”

“I guess.” Grabbing her phone, she began checking her messages and responding to a text from Mike. “Hmm. Looks like we have a new case.”

“New case?” 

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Sunday, January 22, 2023

69: Which Witch is which? – Pt. 4

Victoria sat on the sofa across from Derrick and herself, nervously tapping her foot as they waited for Brad to join them. Mike paced the room. His nerves hadn’t settled having met his partner’s twin. “So…Victoria,” Victoria started, glancing over at her other half. “How much of what happened do you remember? Because I’ve been trying and I gotta say…” 

“Look, I don’t know what this is or even if it’s real. That…thing back at the docks—it had glowing eyes. There is no way that’s possible, right?” 

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Sunday, July 3, 2022

68: Which Witch is which? – Pt. 3


“Victoria? Victoria!?” Derrick shouted as he rushed into Devereux’s office.

“She’s gone,” Brad said, holding an icepack to his head wound as both Mike and Derrick stepped inside.

“What happened?”

“Someone took her.”

“What do you mean someone took her? Who took her?” Derrick demanded, inching closer to the demon with balled fists.

“We were attacked. She was in a trance, things were going fine. I heard a commotion downstairs and something…exploded so I attempted to wake her. Next thing I know, I’m knocked unconscious. When I awoke, she was gone.”

“Shit,” Mike cussed as he dropped onto the sofa behind Derrick. “He came for her.”

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Sunday, January 14, 2018

67: Which Witch is which? – Pt. 2


“It’s important to remember to breathe,” Brad Devereux coached Victoria as he prepared to put her under. “Focus on what you know is real. Try not to allow your emotions to cloud your logic. The way this works, I will try and show you things to make you doubt yourself; make you suffer and trick you into doing what I want you to do.”

“Which is what exactly?” she asked, clenching her fists at her side.

“Well,” Brad smirked as he moved in front of Victoria, “That’s for me to know and you to find out. Are you ready?” She took a deep breath and Brad could see the fear and hesitation in her eyes. “We don’t have to go through with this.”

“No, we do. I’m ok,” she said with a heavy exhale. “Let’s do this.”
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Sunday, December 31, 2017

66: Which Witch is which? – Pt. 1


“Are you sure about this, Vik?” Mike asked, sliding out of his pickup truck as he approached the security fence with her. They stood outside of Brad Devereux’s large mansion, staring up at the door and waiting on someone to answer their call.

“Positive. One thing those trials taught me is that I’m not as ready as I’d like to be. If there is a chance that I will come up against any supernatural being I’ve no experience with, I need to at least try and prepare.”

“Yes but, how is talking to this guy gonna help you?”

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Sunday, December 17, 2017

65: Trial and Error – Pt. 3


As Victoria stepped into the door, she felt the overwhelming fount of energy. Something truly evil resided in this place and she sensed the intense force as it quickened to life. Losing all sense of self, she felt weightless and floated forward as if her feet did not touch the ground.
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Sunday, December 3, 2017

64: Trial and Error – Pt. 2


Victoria awoke to the sound of voices. Rolling to her side, she caught herself before she tumbled all the way to the floor. Sitting up with a start, she took a look around the room. Calling it Turkish prison chic would have been a compliment. What used to be light blue paint had peeled away from the walls leaving splotchy brown plaster and scuff marks in its place. The floors were stained in thick, gritty rust and grime and the odor that lingered from what she could only assume to be week’s old egg salad was starting to give her a headache.
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Sunday, November 19, 2017

63: Trial and Error – Pt. 1


It had been a day since her confrontation with Rowan and Victoria was doing her best to get passed the night in the park. Her grief borne of loss held a palpable weight. The weight of her mistake settled in slow and deep, pushing everything else from view. And that heaviness was making it hard to breathe. Diving into her work helped her find a way to forget, at least for a moment. She and Mike spent the night going over everything they had on the serial killer stalking the streets of Avondale. On top of everything else, having the man’s threat looming over her was beginning to get the better of her.
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Sunday, November 5, 2017

62: At the Center of it All – Pt. 3


“I have to say, I was surprised when you called. The last time we actually got together was just before Mike and I moved in together,” Aria said, leaning forward in her seat. She and Victoria had met up at the small café on Brunswick for lunch.  

“I know and I’m sorry. Work is one blurred night into an unconscious morning. I barely have time for a moment to myself.”

“You’re not the only one. This job keeps me away for long periods of time now. I’m surprised Mike is so ok with it. Although when I get back, he shows me just how much I was missed,” she added with a smile before taking another sip of her mimosa.
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Sunday, May 22, 2016

61: At the Center of it All – Pt. 2


“Come on,” Derrick said standing and taking Victoria by the hand.

“Where are we going?”

“To my place. You want answers and I think I know how to get them.”

“What is this?” Victoria asked, peering through the glass of the door in Derrick’s basement. “Derrick? We can’t…”

“We can and we will,” he said, pushing through the door and into the room. The man dangling from the wall looked up at the sound of footsteps approaching.
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