Season Of The Witch: TEASER #5 (Extended Version)

  Darius didn't look up.  "You're late." "You're lucky I came at all."  Kristof glanced around again.  "Of course you had to pick the dive-y-est dive bar this side of Market.  I think that door handle just gave me a venereal disease." Darius coughed, and signaled the bartender. Kristof glanced at his empty glass.  "Little …

Season Of The Witch: TEASER #4

  He was fairly sure he'd bruised a rib. Darius sat perched on the edge of Georgia Clare's faded sofa. In front of him were the shattered remains of what he guessed had once been a coffee table. It was little more than kindling now; a sad, splintery mess. He stared at it, his brain …