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- Maple - Crystalized dragon blood, 12"
Damien sat in a crouch, looking at the corpse. The alleyway behind the small coffee shop was bare but for the body. No sign of struggle, no blood, no... anything. This was especially troubling to him. It could have been a killing curse, but that almost felt too obvious... like it was cheating. The young woman's expression was torturous. Her mouth was agape, her eyes wide. Her eyes had an expression of helpless terror.
Damien shook his head. He was the first Auror on the scene, the owner of the coffee shop still standing at the edge of the alley, staring with her hands over her mouth. She had been like that for several minutes now.
"She's dead? She's dead right?" she blurted.
Damien turned. "Very." he said in his American accent. He had learned to speak a little slower around here. Though everyone spoke english, the accents made some of the translation hard. "Not for too long... Are you sure you didn't see anyone bring her here?"
"No, I came out fifteen minutes ago and there was nothing, five minutes later... Oh Merlin's Beard..."
Damien sighed. "Where the hell is everyone else?" he muttered. He thought about the body. Bodies usually drew crowds as all hours of the day or night It was early afternoon and there was still no one.
She could have been apparated here, would explain the lack of evidence of anyone else... But they would have to have been here before, to have KNOWN this spot. He'd have to look into that. In the meantime he had to wait for other agents to show up.
Damien shook his head. He was the first Auror on the scene, the owner of the coffee shop still standing at the edge of the alley, staring with her hands over her mouth. She had been like that for several minutes now.
"She's dead? She's dead right?" she blurted.
Damien turned. "Very." he said in his American accent. He had learned to speak a little slower around here. Though everyone spoke english, the accents made some of the translation hard. "Not for too long... Are you sure you didn't see anyone bring her here?"
"No, I came out fifteen minutes ago and there was nothing, five minutes later... Oh Merlin's Beard..."
Damien sighed. "Where the hell is everyone else?" he muttered. He thought about the body. Bodies usually drew crowds as all hours of the day or night It was early afternoon and there was still no one.
She could have been apparated here, would explain the lack of evidence of anyone else... But they would have to have been here before, to have KNOWN this spot. He'd have to look into that. In the meantime he had to wait for other agents to show up.