Chapter 401
"No! He is still alive," the magistrate disagreed on the option Damien gave .
"So what is it going to be? You either continue to work for the witches and we kill you in the possession of the spitgrass which is used to corrupt the vampire race and use the seeds in there to regrow the plants which we had burned down or," paused Damien, "Or you stop working for them and let your son die . "
Life was harsh but Penny had never had to experience something like this where a father was trying to keep his son alive to only be caught up in such a mess now . The worse she had had was her mother wanting to kill her which she still hadn't been able to figure as to why . She couldn't tell how fortunate those children were whose parents fought for them, to keep them alive and breathing, protecting them from the wretched world . Her heart ached to remember it and she brushed the feelings away from her mind .
"Do you know where the witches are?" Damien asked while the man had clutched both his hands in frustration of not knowing what to pick, "There might be some black witches in here who are still living in the town but it would be hard to weed them out . If the black witch is going to come here to collect it she must already be here . Elliot," he called the red-haired man, "Do you think we can close the borders of the town checkpost in an hour?"
"Sure . I will go get the guards alerted and have them placed for inspection," Elliot replied back quickly .
If the black witches weren't here yet, they wouldn't be able to enter the premise of the town easily . And if they did appear, it meant they were living here amongst the other townsfolk who were unaware of it . Right now they had to filter the people who came and went to the town, while also sending some people to scout the forest .
"I don't know where they are . I never met the witches," answered the magistrate who looked worried, "The communication always took place through the letters that I received . "
"Which would mean you will soon receive another letter on where to meet the witch to hand these over," Damien's eyes narrowed . The black witches were stupid but there some smart ones and if it was someone who was handling the spitgrass, it mean that the black witch knew not to get caught by anyone .
After speaking some more with the magistrate, warning him to not run away or do something stupid, the three of them stepped out of the office . When they did come out, a person who was sitting on top of the roof stared down at them . Eyes that were made of slit snake eyes but the features still very human, the woman ran her thin tongue across her thin lips .
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