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Born a witch, I went into forensics so that I could use my talents to close cases. This worked great in the morgue, but I’ve just been transferred to active duty at the 9th Precinct, and doing magic in front of normals is strictly forbidden. It’s the sort of thing the Arcane Council will kill you for. Unfortunately, bodies are turning up fast, and with each passing day, I have to face the deadly truth. There is a serial killer working the streets of New York, and I don’t think he’s human.

Death comes for us all, but Kasey saw him coming. Born a witch, Kasey has always been plagued by visions of the future. One haunting vision has troubled her since her twelfth birthday. New York City on fire, terrified people swarming the streets as the towering skyscrapers collapsed. Kasey has spent her entire life fighting to stop her vision becoming reality, but she is out of time. With only hours left until the deadly plot unfolds, Kasey is caught in a deadly race.

Death comes for us all, but right now it’s biting at my heels. The Arcane Council have accused me of unspeakable crimes, and now I’m being hunted by my own kind. New York has gone straight to hell. Wizards are roaming the streets, and I’m so busy trying to save my own skin, that I can’t do anything about it. With every minute that passes, the Shinigami attack draws nearer.

A medical examiner for the city of New York, Kasey has a rare gift: prescience. Born a witch, she considered her gift nothing more than affliction that forced her to see visions of those she touched. But her new job changed all that. Embracing her curse, Kasey uses her visions to solve murders in the city that never sleeps.

When I saw his death coming, I figured saving his life would be a piece of cake. Unfortunately, Sal Langstrode seems to be the most murderable man in all of New York. Friends, family, employees, and business partners, it seems everyone has an axe to grind with him. I can hardly blame them; I’ve met the man once and the encounter left me wondering if I shouldn’t let fate take its course. But my prescience doesn’t care about his personality. Langstrode and his latest project are tied to the imminent attack on New York City. If I can’t save his life, we’ll all share his fate.