Chapter Forty-Five

Dmitri

With a sharp twist, he snapped the Witch’s neck and she fell to the floor with a hard thud. This was the last Witch on this floor so Dmitri signalled for his group to continue searching the area for anyone or anything that would give them any information on Madeline’s plans or where his Angel will be. All the rooms on the lower levels of this old castle consisted mostly of ancient dusty furniture covered with yellow-stained sheets, broken glass here and there and frayed old carpets. This once was a home, Dmitri thought as he entered yet another bedroom filled with spiders and layers upon layers of dust. I wonder what happened. He entered the bedroom and opened old drawers which nearly broke when he touched them. 

The drawers had small items of clothing, perhaps once belonging to a child, a little girl by the looks of it. He carefully placed the clothing back a