Lucas stared at the pocket watch that he held in his hand. The pocket was no ordinary watch but it was something that was used to denote a person's time of death. He had pulled it out because he was very familiar with the wound that had appeared on the woman's body. To a living person, it would have not been visible and it included the reapers but during the rarest cases, a grim reaper could notice the bruise on the skin that denoted that the person's time was coming to an end.
It was a watch that he didn't use often except on the young vampiress of this house as her soul had been eaten by the scavengers when she was little.
Mrs. Adams, she was going to die in less than four weeks, told Lucas to himself.
If she were a human, there were chances of catching an incurable illness where her body would succumb to death but she was a vampire. And if there was something that affected a vampire, it was a poison that the black witches had gotten their hands on. Lucas knew about it.
