A date in the midnight

"For centuries, I've been able to exist among you mortals, feeding every now and then all because I remain otherwise unknown. But your barging in on me last night before I could dispose of that poor man's body has resulted in me being in the news, and this is quite an inconvenience for me because there are certain entities that would.... to put it lightly, put my head on a pike if they found me." With a serious expression on her face, Zafira said.

'Sounds like these 'entities' would be good to befriend, and soon.' Kelvin thought, forgetting she could read his mind.

Zafira heard his mind working, she was slightly amused but not at all worried.

Finding a unicorn was easier than finding and locating those entities, not to talk of him being mortal. They would kill him before he could talk.

"I'm assuming you want me to fix this somehow." He said

Zafira smiled, her fingers running through his hairs "You catch on quick, you're smart, I like that."

"How?" He asked

"How about we make a deal? I could very easily skip town to dine elsewhere, but I rather like it here in Chicago, this town is so full of fun and exciting things to do, so many corrupt souls to claim. But I dare not spend too much time outside my lair now, scanning the minds of men until I find a corrupt soul for my exquisite tastes can be very time consuming, and you being an officer of the law should be able to bring me plenty of bad guys for my needs." She explained

"And if I refuse?" He asked with uncertainty.

He shouldn't be asking questions, but he had to know what he was getting himself into.

Zafira pouted her lips. "Then I will have to skip town, and that would make me very sad."

'That doesn't sound too bad, it was better than being an accessory to murder.’ Kelvin thought, he was finding a silver lining.

"On the other hand," Zafira said, staring into kelvin's eyes

"If I were to skip town, you'd never find the person responsible for killing your wife and daughter. You know this case has gone cold, with no leads, no witnesses, and no chance in hell you'll ever figure out what happened that night. It will forever be on your mind until you die an old man in an insane asylum, and it sure sounds like a fate worse than death to me." She said, her eyes locking with Kelvin's.

Kelvin thought about what Zafira said, it was true the case had gone cold. He wracked his mind over Sarah and Mia's death every night before passing out at this very table, and it tore at his every waking thought.

He wanted justice, but at what cost? Could she actually help him?

Zafira climbed off his lap and walked toward the door.

"You can take the night to think about it, meet me at Buckingham Fountain in Grant park tomorrow at midnight with your decision. Don't make me come find you." She opened the door, and then turned back towards Kelvin.

"Oh!! And kelvin, If you decide to try to disclose my existence to anyone, I will kill you, and not in a pleasant way like Malcom." She said with a smile.

Zafira held the palm of her hand to her luscious mouth and blew Kelvin a kiss.

A pinkish mist floated through the air and landed on Kelvin's lips like something straight from a Saturday morning cartoon.

The mist felt exactly like a woman's lips and bore the taste of that sweet aroma. His body responded instantly, and then the sensation quickly dissipated.

She winked at Kelvin and vanished into the night.