Night Owls

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.

It wasn't her. Aother bogus tip-off. Younger than the photo, and more slight of build. Even for the master of disguise this would be a stretch.

All at once a blinding light coursed through the space. Jerry and the woman froze. And then a creature appeared, seemingly from the air itself.

It was her. The mantis-like arms and reptilian eyes made her a dead ringer for the woman in the photo. Her mandibles quivered, tasting the air, and a haunting vibrato voice almost sang the words "No more, Jerry. Never again".