Damon leaned against the leather chair swirling a glass of whiskey in his hands. His eyes were locked on the screen of his phone. His eyes glistened with anger in them,the light from his screen illuminating his dark features as he continued to re-read the same news article on his phone for the fourth time. He bit down on his lips tightly enough to draw a little blood as he took in the blurry image of a woman clutching a little child. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had already given up on ever finding her.
The headline of the article read:
*Who'd believe that there are supernatural creatures amongst us? Woman flees with child after a witness report an unusual occurrence*
