Four years ago, my world--the world--exploded with wild magic. The cherry on top of that crap cake? The supernatural world declared war on humans, and my life went straight to hell. I used to be a detective, and a damned good one. Then Magicfall happened, and I changed along with the world. I'm witchkin now--something more than human or not quite human, depending on your perspective. To survive, I've become a scavenger, searching abandoned...