A Mongrel, A Bard and Witches, Oh My!
Everything had changed. One minute I was working on a difficult case, with no idea that the supernatural world was there. The next, I was part of the supernatural world. That was about the time it took to change from being a Detective investigating kidnappings assaults and murders, to being transferred to Nga Tari O Tipua, the offices of weird. And finding out I was back down to the ranks. Delegated to picking up consultants, and driving them around. The first consultant I pick up, all I am given is the photo of a tattoo on the back of his left hand. I find him arrogant, rude and precisely the kind of man I don't like to be around. Worse, part of the reason is here is to help me start learning about my new abilities. I have to wonder what self-respecting persons allow themselves, cheerfully, to be called The Mongrel. All that is left for me is to wonder what the hell is gonna happen in the mess my life's become.