Callie fidgeted on the doorstep waiting for it to open. The moon, full and bright, yellowish in its glow illuminated everything. It hung low in the sky, a haunting lamp light to remind everyone that Halloween was just around the corner. It had rained recently and the air had a cloying dampness to it with notes of coming winter. It wasn't enough to sink into the bones yet the rain had brought out the moldy, mossy aroma of the dying leaves. None of this would have been a problem if Callie had worn jeans and a sweater. Instead she was wearing her sexy red cocktail dress, black leather jacket and...