Chapter Forty-One

Narrator's POV

            It was past midnight. The surroundings was tranquil and chilly.

                Amante can be seen walking out from the old wooden shaft where the human couple resides.

               It’s not very strange though. He had several fleeting stops here which mostly were during the darkest hours of the night.

               He was wearing a strange expression on his face when he pranced his way out of Detective Andrew's humble house. He seems to be in trouble with something else.

               Mikaela was by the door, keeping an