Supernatural RP?

I notice Rowan's hesitation and I soften a little bit. "I know that sometimes your story can be a bit hard to talk about, but I really need to know if I'm going to truly trust you." I start my car and pull out of the parking lot.

 

I turn onto the main road, while thinking about Rowan's reply. "Okay, well I guess that's probably all I'm going to get from you so I guess I'll tell you my story. Both of my parents were hunters, but raised me and my older brother normally. They would go on 'business trips', leaving us at home with a babysitter. Eventually, my brother found my parents' notes and we kind of connected the dots. My parents died during a hunt while I was in college, hence the reason why I'm a hunter. My brother is still living an apple pie life." I pat Rowan on the shoulder.

 

"I'm not quite sure. I think maybe a ghost because everyone that has been targeted works at an antique shop. That kind of make sense cause old items and all?" I turn onto the street where the manager lives. "I'm going to speak with one of the managers today to see if I can find anything."

 

"I think so. I haven't checked it out yet" I say as I pull into the driveway. "Wait here. You don't really look the part of an FBI agent. I'll be back in ten." I get out of the car and knock on the door

 

A woman in her late thirties greets me at the door. "Hi I'm Agent Rogers with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I'm here about the recent deaths at the shop that you work in." The woman quickly ushers me in and I start asking her questions.

 

The woman seems genuinely shocked at the deaths. She leads me through the shop to the spot where everyone died. Nothing was abnormal about the spot. Strange. After thanking the woman for her time, I start making my way to the front of the store

 

I notice Rowan out of the car. What the hell were they doing? I roll my eyes and stroll over to them. "Why are you out of the car?"

 

"Shoot, that must be it. Where?" I ask. Before letting Rowan reply though, I come to a realization. "Wait a sec, how did you know that there was a reaper? Humans can't see reapers unless your near death or are being targeted."

 

"Sorry I don't see anyone. Answer my question." I lock eyes with Rowan and notice a small bit of fear or panic in their eyes.

 

I sigh. "I don't know what or who you are, but if there truly is a reaper, they're probably bound to something. Let's go check out the rest of the shop to find whatever altar is being used." I quickly walk through the shop, to the back room.