When Death Falls

Have you ever lost someone whose memory haunts you years after they’re gone? Someone you just can’t replace? I’ve been with others since that ill-fated Christmas, but none can compare.

Seriously, what does the Angel of Death have to do to get a good tattoo?

I’ve asked myself that question countless times since my tattoo artist disappeared right after Christmas twenty-four-years ago. After all this time, I finally have a lead on him. I am finally going to get the tattoo I’ve longed for all these years.

That was my plan when I flew to the San Francisco tattoo shop. Instead, I met a very unusual young witch. The moment I laid eyes on Tabitha, I felt an unusual draw to her and the strangest sense of déjà vu. No, it’s more than déjà vu. I know her, as impossible as it seems.

I may not remember my past with Tabitha, but when angels arrive to kill her, I know I’ll go any lengths to keep her safe. I would even take the ultimate fall for her.