The man pulled his ringing mobile from its pocket, taking a glance at the number before accepting the call and pressing it to his ear.

'Speak.' Was his way of greeting.

'We know where she's going,' said the woman on the other end of the line. In the background he could hear torturous cries.

'Are you going to tell me where?'

'Moonlight Ridge pack. She leaves first thing in the morning.' The cries in the background continued. 'I thought your witch was going to fix the side effects of the perfume! Our skin is covered in blisters and burns, not to mention it didn't work! They were onto Joey before...