Montana reached the hotel and looked back behind him. He saw no black car chasing them from the streets or any built men from the alleys. He then brought Rosanna down, but the girl refused to let go. Montana had no choice but to rest his arms for now and continue after a few seconds.
The night in Cape Cod today was as ominous as the one two nights ago. By then, most people were evacuated and witches were allowed to run free. However, tonight, Montana was only chased by a group of men that he was so sure would hurt him.
It felt the same for him who had no more magic.
They got to the hotel lobby like that, and Theresa—who was there to receive her lobby phone call—hurriedly came to check up on them. The mental image was something she never thought would see. Even if she accepted that witches could lose their powers fast, Noah Rocco was a monster to SCC.
