Cooke Reedys' eyes were well accustomed to the signs of a witch. The witch infront of him was a Blue Blood, the lowest of the breed. Blue veins around the eyes, barely visible under the black mascara. Greying hair, dyed to blonde, the silver reflected by the light. Inhumanly blue eyes. Cooke was surprised he didn't smell decay on her. (All black magic praticing witches had smell of decay around them, the stronger the magic the stronger the smell).
Had the waiteress said anything else, she would have been dead by now. "Jack ma kala ee", she said. The language of the witch hunter, it could only be spoken and understood by witch hunters. The words hit Cooke like a jackhammer they meant,"Jack said you would come". The next thought was even more frightening, how could she speak the language of the witch hunter. It was rumoured that witches could steal the attributes of their victims by eating their hearts, was Jack Reedy even alive?
