The spirit of revenge in Louisiana had been easy to deal with, it was one pathetic creature that got out of control and Management had allowed the Djinn to finally step off the grounds to do what the Witches and their 'Scooby Gang' could not. This was not some simple spirit that had gained power through taking from others.
The long form of the Djinn turned the corner to where Catherine's trailer had been parked. Each step as graceful as a dancer, but had a strength and authority of any big businessman. His hands folded behind his back, Kennet stopped in front of Catherine. Blue eyes looked over the disshelved young human.
"You have not been at your job since these events have started." He said nonchalantly. "Why have you not come to me?"