Wandering the streets of Edinburgh late at night isn't usually the safest thing to do but I needed to. The police had a killer on the loose and had no clues. It had struck at least twice and I knew that the killer was not of our world. It was a Demon. I had found a tiny trace of its movements and now, as I moved into the alley, I knew I would find the latest victim.

Who should I call first? Bishop Michael to inform His Eminence that a demon stalked the streets of Edinburgh? Or the Police? I hoped they didn't ask too many questions about why I happened to be there. The Police it was, Bishop Michael could wait until the morning.

The blood splattered walls of the alley are, luckily, hidden by the darkness for now.