Author: chrisunderwood

In a town where the monsters don’t always have claws, someone has to look out for the little guy. That’s where I come in.They call me cunning man, conjurer, wizard, but mostly they call me Ozzy. If a witch is throwing curses your way, or there’s something scary scratching at your window in the night, I’ve got just the charm for you.Mostly, though, I find things. Lost treasures, missing loved … things. Lost treasures, missing loved ones, doesn’t matter. If you want something found, I’m your guy. For a nominal fee, of course.So when a grieving father hired me to…