Cyke Mcadams
In the dull Hellenic police department of the small city in Greece, Cyke Mcadams, a girl of nearly thirty years of age was sitting quietly on her chair when she got the message alert on her phone. She was one of the local officers who had reigns of maintaining the discipline in this small city. But not all things she looks after come under a normal domain.
After seeing the notification her eyebrows jumped in shock, Cyke stood up and in the next minute was on her way to the local shop. It didn't take much time for her to reach here, where she was greeted by a man who appeared from inside. He was a common-looking man not of many talents, except his ability to gather information. He was called with the nickname- 'All-knowing Conjurer.'
"What is it? Are you sure? "
The man chuckled while showing a sarcastic grin on his face.
"Of course"
But the expression soon turned to one of little worry,