Chapter 8 : About Last Night

***Ten Hours Ago*** "Hear me out," I had my hands up, trying to placate the dullahan in front of me. His flames had rocketed once he heard my request, a jet of fire about two meters high wavering in the night sky like the world's tallest torch. "Like I know this is a little unusual for a request and is probably not something asked of you by innocent bystanders. But, maybe it is? You are really popular after all." The flames became a teal inferno. "Sorry, not trying to embarrass you! Gods, this is so hard to explain…" We were still outside the school, the werewolf bodies burning so there would be no evidence by the time the kids woke up. Ah, so that explained the mysterious disappearances for ne'er-do-wells. Not his usual MO from what I'd seen, normally he left his victims hogged-tied for CCPD. Unless they were really bad. Considering what they were about to do to me, and whom they worked for, I could believe it. Which is why I wanted to test my hypothesis. I