Chapter 219: A Real Witch

I had roughly three hours before anyone would come to guard me, I say anyone because I don't quite remember if Darius had told me it would be Malcom or Celine.

But I don't find this of importance right now, what I want…what I need to do, is talk to someone.

After deploying the same tactic on the maids as before, except this time I use…Rosemary's room as the point of focused instead of the dining hall, I head out through the secret passageway, then I make haste to reach the address on the paper.

It doesn't take me more than an hour, before I arrive.

Once I exit the car, I'm faced with a house that seems too decrepit to be real, as every other house in contrast looks like it couldn't be afforded by any normal working citizen.

But yet this house has someone eluded demolition, so it sticks out like a very sore thumb.