Nutmeg paced around her yard, her fluffy tail flicking behind her as she thought about the recent murders. Suspects claim that the murders methods are never that same during a crime. Every area it’s a different creature. She looked up as a moth fluttered towards a lamp above her.

Never any paw prints…never any fur" powder, a tom she worked with would saw when they would investigate a murder. They murders were always messy yet they happened so fast . Nutmeg shook her head. If they couldn’t even find evidence then what were they even looking for. She lashed her tail in annoyance.

Suddenly she heard a creak from the fence and looked up to see a white bundle of fur stumble and hop off the fence. He looked nervous and his tail twitched as he sat down “There’s been another murder “powder mewed. Nutmeg flinched, it was too early , the sun hadn’t even fully set. She shook the thoughts away. “Take me to the body” she mewed.

Powder led her to a dark alley full of rats. She flattened her ears as a cold breeze ruffled her fur but powder kept trudging forward. They soon reached a dead end. As Nutmeg's eyes adjusted she nearly gagged at the scene.

A calico she cat lay in the clearing her eyes wide and blank and her mouth open in a frozen scream. Her throat was brutally torn open a giant bloody scratch ran down her rounded belly. There were other claw marks around her pelt but they weren’t as serious. Nutmeg shuddered and padded towards the she cat. “I knew her" she murmured, sitting down.

“She was expecting kits in half a moon” powder mewed, his ears flattened. “How could any cat be so heartless” he growled. Nutmeg shrugged and crouched, she sniffed the she cat and sighed as she could only smell the scent of death. She used her paws to part the fur, looking for any other traces but couldn’t find any. She flattened her ears in annoyance and stood up. “Nothing again” she murmured. Powder flicked his tail and nodded. The tom stood up and began to pad towards the alley entrance, Nutmeg followed.

Suddenly she felt a chill run up her spine and whipped around. Her eyes darted around as she tried to find the source. The presence only seemed to get stronger, suffocating almost and the air felt icy. Her fur bristled and she could of sworn she heard whispers around her. Suddenly she saw a almost invisible cat step out of the shadows. But when she blinked it was gone.

“Nutmeg, hurry up!” she heard a hiss, she turned to see powder standing near the entrance, his tail flicking impatiently. She just nodded and padded after him, her mind trying to figure out what just happened but it was just a blurry memory. ... End of chapter