Vivienne parked her Harley behind the flower shop that Malachai had mentioned where she would be able to find the witch. She knocked on the door but there was no answer. The sun was breaking the darkness and she was glad once more of Malachai's insistence ages ago that she partake of the magik that allowed her to walk in day.<br/><br/>The biker girl slouched under a thick oak tree to wait. While she could walk during the day, she had the unfortunate complexion of a carrot top red head. She burned and freckled easily, so with years of long practice, she protected herself from the unforgiving sun.<br/><br/>Vivienne planned to warn the witch off Malachai. She was no good for him and besides, after last night, Viv had no intentions on sharing with anyone.