Chapter 55. Black Witch (1)

Sandra tapped Davies’s arm, for him to loosen his grip and let her go. William noticed the tension between both women.

“Let’s leave them be.” He said. Smiling slightly, he didn’t mean it as a suggestion but it was more of an order for everyone to leave the room.

They took the cue and left them to be. Queen arched her right eyebrow.

“We meet again, welcome,” Queen said, massaging the strain she felt on her neck from being in one position for long

“Yeah, we meet again, and thank you, if not for you I wouldn’t have made it.” Sandra thanked, grateful for Queen’s help.

Queen stood up so she could get some snacks, when she turned back, “if I may ask, why a black witch?”

Sandra sighed, she eased back into her pillow, resting her head on the wall, “My grandfather was obsessed with wiping every supernatural thing off the face of the earth, to do so he needed to use their kind against them, so he sourced for a black witch to help him out.”

She paused,