Chapter 3

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I only have 2 weeks here, so I need to work quick. The first thing I decided to do was stock up on weapons and materials. It may seem obvious, but the first thing anyone learns while on the run is that finding underhand gun sellers in a area is actually really hard, it takes time and energy to get from the foot soldiers to the man actually selling the guns. I start as I always do with the women standing on the street corners. Most working women have a pimp or representative that deals with the money and bad clients.

It only takes a little bit of money for me to get Crystal, the third lady of the night I have talked to, to tell me that all gun sales go through a man called Austin. The rest of the day I spent trying to track this Austin down. Eventually just as I am about to give up for the day the last man I speak to actually knows something. He was so shaky and nervous that I skipped the verbal questions and sent a tendril of energy straight into his mind.

When my energy enters someones mind it takes me on what I can be describe as a crazy rollercoaster ride. The human brain thinks hundreds of thoughts each second, so in order to gain any useful knowledge I need to throw useful key words into the thought stream and follow the thoughts that arise from there.

I eventually found out that Austin has a warehouse on main street that is disguised as a baking supply house. I head home for the day, having finally gotten the location I need, I stop and get some Chinese take outs for dinner. The moment I step into the foyer of my apartment block I realise that something is off, I shift to my shifter vision and see a two trails leading up the stairs, one is a feint green line and the other is luminescent gold.

Most of the time  a person's energy trail has a colour associated with their shifter genes and temperament. The green trail most likely means the person is a shifter with strong physical abilities, meaning wolves, bears and any strong animal. The gold trail I have only ever seen once before and it was the trail that black widow left behind. black widow was literally one of the few rare widow spider shifters, the scariest shifter I have ever come in contact with!! The widow spider is as tall as a door and as wide as a car and all of their legs and pincers inject others with a variety of deadly toxins.

So there are two options right now either black widow is in my apartment or another very powerful individual. Both of these options are not very good. Either way I need to get into my room as all my things are in there and even though I am on the run I have a few possessions I always have with me, and if it is black widow and she gets ahold of these things she could track me easily.

So with a deep sigh and the focusing of my mind and powers I jog up the stairs and turn the nob on my door. Stepping into what I can best hope is a peaceful and uneventful evening of Chinese take outs and lazing on the couch.

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