Carnegie Part 2

Apartment 241 looked the same when I opened the door. Everything was in the same place I had left them over twenty hours ago, but I could smell that someone was in there that didn't belong there. I through my coat on to the back of the couch and sat my bag on the floor next to it.

"Come out and face me," I called out to who ever were there. "Even though I can't see you don’t mean your not here. It's not nice to hide from the big bad wolf."

"God," Answered a woman's voice from behind me by the door. I turned to see her just as she turned visible. She was a good looking white woman who had to be in her twenties. She had short curly red hair that was pulled back into a half bun looking thing, and she was dressed in a black skirt suite outfit. She rolled her bright green eyes at me. "That had to be the tackiest thing I've herd."

"You’re human," I said puzzled.

"Yes and no. I am a witch," She answered walking past me and taking a seat on my couch.

"A witch?"

"Yes witch is there an echo in here? As in one who has magic powers and what not," She said opening her black bag. "And you’re a Werewolf. Can we move on to the reason I'm here."

I scratched my head for a second. “Wait, Lady you can’t just hide in my apartment and think that I am gonna listen to you,” I told her. She didn’t listen as she continued to dig through her bag. “Lady…”

“My name is Penny, Penny Parker,” She answered pulling a stack of papers from her bag. “So please don’t call me Lady, Mr. Kane.”

Great another good looking woman with an attitude, just what I need. She got up and trusted the papers in to my hands. I just glared at her. “What’s this shit?”

“This is outline of Gwen Catcher,” She answered.“

And this concerns me how?”

“She is the murder who you’re after,” She answered.

“You know this how?”

“Because she is a black witch and I have been hunting her for over five years,” She explained.“You’re giving this to me because…?”

“We both after the same killer, so I took it upon myself to help you and stop her from killing any more innocents before….”

“Before she can do what?”

“Before she can summon something that can bring about the apocalypse, you know the end of days, the ...”

“Yeah, I think I get the picture lady,” I interrupted. I rubbed my forehead as I felt the first signs of a head ache forming. This is not how I saw my night ending. “So what do I have to do?”

“It’s not what you have to do it’s more what we have to do.”