Minutes before Imani's accident...

She slumps back in the driver seat while pink and orange lights streak across the sky. She rubs her eyes from the intense research on her mini laptop.

Frustration builds in her hands. Multiple images of necklaces, but nothing matching what she's currently wearing. 

She wishes that Ruben was with her to bounce ideas off of. But she will wait for him tomorrow once he comes back from his overnight hunting trip with Robbie. A monthly event the couple does to reconnect from their busy schedules.

With a sip of black coffee to keep her going, her mind tries to answer what Miguel actually is. Okay, magic is real. There can't be any other explanation for these strange things happening. So...does that mean Meme (grandma) was right all along? Could voodoo also be real?

She chuckles. That would explain all the bad juju I've been getting. Ah.

Her fingers tap away on the keyboard. Searching for any other information on Miguel Torres. Her eyes blink numerous times. No other search results. Not even another photo of the man. For a real estate investor, he keeps a low profile.

Looking into the properties he owns, it's just the abandoned property that she and Ruben had went to.

Another missing puzzle piece. His appearance and conversation were of a man who obtained wealth and success. There should be a laundry list of properties.

He could have paid someone to hide the information. But why? What does he have to-

The weight of the SUV shifts to the left side before her side mirror is torn through!

The biker responsible stops ahead of her. She rushes out of the door to contemplate what the hell just happened. Her lips won't stop opening and closing as her mind races from the destruction.

Her golden-brown eyes stare at the biker and her partner who continues to eat a bag of chips through the helmet visor. She removes her helmet while getting off her ride. The helmet is thrown at the bumper of the SUV.

"FLIP THE POLICE!" The blue-eyed blonde yells while extending her endangered birds to the sky. The man behind her begrudgingly flips a finger at her while eating his bag of chips.

Imani is dumbstruck from the woman's behavior. Although an adult, she has the attitude of a teen. No weapons to her relief, but how did she puncture the tire? The man's continuous eating makes her assume he has the munchies. Although she shares those parts in her former youth, she swallows that part down.

V takes her entire figure in. Whew. No wonder Enzo likes her. He does enjoy a shortie, she laughs to herself. She notices how shaken she is, but the officer's hand doesn't reach for her weapon.

Imani takes a deep breath while pinching the bridge of her nose. "Why?"

"Officer, I'm so sorry," Emilio's words slur out to play off the junkie approach. His hand grabs another handful of chips.

V slaps him on the back. "Don't apologize to the establishment!"

His feet shuffle. "Whoa...weren't we going to get more snacks?"

"Later! Get your high ass together and help me!"

Imani puts a calming hand down. "I understand you hate me, but-"

"HATE? I loathe you!" V cuts her off while bystanders stare at the commotion. Some pull out their phones to record this moment.

"Fine," he huffs. He sticks out his tongue to enact part of the impromptu plan. His wedding band disappears as Bianca the finger snake takes shape. Imani's eyes widen in disbelief.

The snake's orange body hums before emitting a pulse. Radios, TVs, cell phones, and cameras within five blocks glitch out from the mayhem.

V pulls Emilio's arm. "Catch us if you can, copper!"

"Wait!"

Imani's black boots pound the pavement to chase after them. "I need backup!" She yells into her walkie-talkie, but no response. Not even static. "POLICE! STOP!"

The vampires nimbly weave around people while making sure that Imani can see them. V admires that the officer hadn't pulled her weapon on them. Another green flag for the boss.

After four blocks, the duo goes into an alley. Imani's jaw drops as they leap over the chain fence with Herculean ease. The two look back to see her absolutely floored by their feat. Imani sees they're waiting for her to follow up despite the head start.

She checks her walkie-talkie and it still doesn't work. With a pounding heart, she scales the fence and lands on both feet to continue the chase. The two lead her into a dilapidated building with "No Trespassing" signs surrounding it.

Her boots hit the puddles of the stone floor as water continues to drip from the top.

She clings to a wall to get her taser gun ready to deploy. She stifles a frustrated grunt that the battery was inoperable. Was it because of the junkie's snake?

Her golden-brown eyes look down to her holster. She pulls out her Glock 22 with reluctance. Keeping the safety on, she hopes that it won't be fired.

Necklace, you better protect me!

She checks the corner to find the two waiting for her. The dirty blonde is crouching with an amused smile while her lover is still munching on his snack.

Imani keeps her gun low. "I don't know what you did back there, but you both are under arrest!"

V's hand imitates a crocodile that opens and closes its jaws. "Yeah, yeah. Read us our rights."

"Hands up! And drop the chips!" She yells with bass in her voice.

The dirty blonde vampire raises her hands slowly before blowing a kiss at Imani. The gun is yanked out of her hands. The weapon clatters off to the side with a visible string that the Louisiana woman notices. Her eyes follow the string to a tiny blue spider perched upon a ledge.

Her eyes glance back at the duo. F*ck! What could I even do? They're not even tired from all the running they did. Think! Think!

Her heart thuds against its bone prison before making a decision. Her shoes rush to exit the building!

But her next step grinds to a halt before reaching the door. Something is pulling her back. Looking at her feet, the spider's webbing is around them.

Save me. Save me. Save me!

She stomps her right foot. Her hidden necklace reacts. A golden warmth sparks out like fire. The webbing catches on fire to free its host. Tara the spider detaches the webbing to save herself.

Imani's right hand reaches the doorknob. She stops. The knob has formed icicles all around to prevent anyone from touching it. Her breath becomes visible to her horror. The tacky wallpaper forms a frost that surrounds her. Her mind and heart argue what to do next.

V approaches her from behind. "Look. Sorry about your vehicle, but we can't let you leave until-"

Imani crouches down and clutches her body to the point of shaking. Her warm breaths come out shaky and quick. Her surroundings almost close in on her. Her heart feels the guilt of her past squeezing it.

V realizes what it is and removes the freezing air with the wave of her hand. She goes over to her with lowered hands. "I won't-"

The officer stares at her while moving back against the wall.

The vampire sighs while keeping her distance. "I'm sorry. I didn't know it would trigger an attack."

Emilio steps forward. "Breathe with me." The Italian vampire does slow inhales and exhales to establish a pattern for her to follow.

Imani reluctantly breathes with him to calm her mind and heart. We're not there. We're not there. We're not there.

After some moments, Imani assesses her situation. The culprits in front bring more questions than answers. The doorknob is still frozen.

"We won't hurt you, Officer Jefferson," V reassures while her familiar lands on her shoulder.

"T-Then what will you do to me?"

The dirty blonde removes her contacts, revealing her silver-colored irises. "Miguel" was the first person to come to mind with those enticing eyes.

"Hand over your magical item and you will not remember any of this. You will get a check for the damages. Sorry. Couldn't resist."

"W-Who are you? Are you related to Miguel?"

She laughs before stopping. "Friends with benefits, I would say." She extends her hand out. "Now, hand it over."

Imani knows playing dumb won't get her anywhere. They must have seen me get out of their trap. She clears her throat. "I need to know why you're keeping me."

Emilio steps forward. "The full moon will be out within an hour. Your life would be in danger if we didn't reach you in time."

Danger?

"But we can skip all of that if you just hand over the item," V's impatient tone almost gets the better of her.

Imani slowly stands up with her back against the wall. She slowly zips down her jacket and unbuttons the first two buttons of her shirt. The golden amulet lays in her palm.

V closes the distance between them. "Where did you get that?"

Imani shakes her head. I didn't even hear her footsteps. "It-It just showed up. I swear!"

"Amore, what is it?" Emilio asks.

Her hands clench into fists. Fangs extending to eliminate the threat behind the necklace.