Chapter 7

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The year 1929 of the stock market crash and the start of the great depression for America, many people of high wealth and status suffered quite a bit. However Rosalie didn't keep most her wealth in a bank since she didn't trust them and it was also a start for people in starting their own business, it wasn't just her the families that where her allies where safe because they listened to Rosalie's advice. She even took in hundreds of children that where left orphaned a few months after the depression started and put them all at Rosemont, instead of going to an orphanage.  

New Orleans 1933 middle of the great depression, Rosalie had been doing a little investigation in the counts of murders that had been going around for the past ten years, the police haven't been able to find him so Rosalie decided to do her own investigating in finding the killer and putting an end to the murders. With her connections she was able to get a hold of the police records of those murders which was a total of thirty that was known, their wasn't really any men that where killed which was what caught her attention. There where a few women but upon looking at their fired they had records and weren't the good of people themselves, still she needed to make herself stand out and knew how to do that and that was revealing her real hair and eye color along with not cutting her hair for a bit. There was something else she noticed about the bodied she was that random body parts where missing the police thought that the killer was taking those parts as trophies but Rosalie thought of something else..that the killer was eating those human body parts.

 She did she went out during dusk she grew out her hair until she was able to do a massive big braid that went to her knees, for safety measure didn't didn't wear her wedding ring or her bracelet out in case the kill tried to rob her. The first few days she got nothing, though she did feel like she was being watched but it wasn't enough of a feeling that she wanted.....until she got what she wanted at the end of the week.

 Rosalie sat at a bar by herself having a drink to herself, she wasn't wearing her expensive clothing instead she wore middle class clothing though she did wear her bracelet but kept her wedding ring off she also wont winter attire since it was snowing outside. Despite the short hair being in style she still kept her long hair in wanting to stand out to the killer, luckily for Rosalie she can hold her liquor quite well than most men. She acted like she was upset about something as the bar tender gave her another drink and she tipped the guy five bucks, the guy was surprised that she tipped him so high and the second she kindly told the bar tender to leave that's when she heard someone talking to her.

"Mind if I sit you my dear?" Rosalie looked over to the person that spoke to her, the man was tall around 6ft he was attractive with a calm smile on his face and didn't seem threatening, though Rosalie had an uneasy feeling about the man and because of her senses as a demon hunter she can smell death and she smelled it on him to the point where it bothered her but she didn't show it since she knew she found the person she was looking for.

"No, I don't mind."

"My..you have very beautiful eyes, I've never seen ones like them before." The man said that as he sat down at the chair near Rosalie and she spoke first

"I'm Rose...and you?"

"Alastor... It's a pleasure to met you Rose....May a say you also have very beautiful hair, I've never seen anyone with your hair color, the shade reminds me of blood almost." Those where Alastor's words to her, Rosalie acted like she wasn't talking to a murder though she learned more about him. She found out that Alastor was a radio host of his own show, she thought she recognized his voice but didn't know his face. She knew what radio show he was talking about..

"You know Rose, I'm not sure why but you seem familiar somehow? Have we met before by any chance? Did you perhaps go to Rosemont Academy?" Rosalie's eyes perked up slightly hearing that

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