Larry Turner

Detective Larry Turner — self-proclaimed "Warlock Extraordinaire" — is a charming chatterbox who looks less like a practitioner of the arcane arts and more like he should be fronting a ska funk band. He works for the Mythical division of the police force alongside Mac and under the Conclave's authority, combining detective work with genuine magical talent.

Larry favors an old-timey gentleman aesthetic, complete with a fedora he tips like someone out of a black-and-white film and whips off with theatrical flourishes, paired with loafers and suit jackets.

His personality runs to playful flirtation — he waggles his eyebrows like a wannabe gigolo, calls women "sweetheart," and never misses a chance to tease Sophie about dumping Mac so she can "have him all to herself.

" Beneath the showmanship, though, Larry is genuinely skilled: he can cast perimeter wards using nothing but a person's aura and chalk symbols, perform tracing spells, and conduct research through both traditional and magical methods.

He's the kind of guy who shows up to a crime scene with coffee and donuts because he figured everyone might be hungry, and who tells Sophie and Ruby to get out of San Francisco before they cause more damage than an earthquake.

By the end of the story, he's developed real feelings for Ruby — answering her early-morning calls with a sleepy, warm "Hey, sweetheart" — and proves himself loyal enough to come to Murias when the sisters need him most, holding Ruby in his lap like a small child after her ordeal.