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Intelligence
It was late afternoon
when I finally finished cleaning everything up.
I had taken a shower, too, and gotten into fresh clothes. I had a few people I could talk to for
information, but that information didn’t come cheap. I stopped at the bank to make a small
withdrawal, adding it up in my head.
He’d already paid me, sure, but if I could charge him more, I would.
My first stop was a
little Irish pub. There was a leprechaun
who ran the joint, but after taking one step inside I immediately stepped
out. Tonight was a full moon and I had
forgotten what a place it was for werewolves to gather in anticipation for that
nights hunt. There was, of course, a
great deal of Dragai present as well.
They served as the supernatural police force of sorts and liked to make
sure that the wolves didn’t hurt any innocents tonight.
It wasn’t the
werewolves I was staying away from.
I considered my two
other possibilities. The leprechaun
would have been the easiest to buy off, and the cheapest, so I was a bit upset
he was busy. I had a vampire I could ask
but I doubted he would be very reliable and would probably want the stone for
himself. I couldn’t take that chance. There was a witch, but again, the full moon
thing would keep her busy dealing with poltergeists if she wasn’t already
drained from hell week. That left me
with one option. I groaned. Egyptian demi-gods are one thing. Their bratty children are another.
Actually, Vincent’s
father wasn’t even a demi-god. He
himself was the son of the son of a demi-god, making Vincent even less of
one. He acted like he was Ra himself,
though, and was spoiled beyond belief. I
hated the SOB, but he loved pretty much everything that can corrupt a person-
money, women, alcohol, and drugs were at the top of his list.
He never spent time at
his home when he could spend time at his girlfriend’s house. Right now he was dating a stripper/model
named Bambi. They’d been together for a
longer amount of time than he normally spent with any one girl, though I
doubted it had anything to do with love.
When I rapped on her
door Vin opened it like I expected. He
looked both high and like he had just gotten out of bed for the day. I double checked my watch. Yep, about three in the afternoon.
“What do you want,
sweetheart?” he put on a charming smile.
“What do you think I
want?” I crossed my arms over my chest.
“We could have a
three-some, if you insist.”
My face warped into
something of a disgusted nature.
“Fine,” he stepped into
the hallway, closing the door behind him.
“I need to know if
you’ve heard anything about a missing bloodstone.”
I don’t know where he
gets his information but it’s always good and he rarely cares about it himself.
“Some. What you got for me this time,” he rubbed a
hand over my shoulder. “I could give you
a lot of information if you just stayed the night.”
I flicked his hand
off. “Sorry, I’m busy tonight, and for
the rest of my life, actually. I’ve got
some cash.”
He thought for a
minute. “I don’t want your cash. I’ll take a kiss, though. Yes, a kiss for all the information I have on
said missing bloodstone.”
I narrowed my
eyes. I didn’t really want to make this
deal but I was out of options.
“Fine.”
“Uh, uh, uh,” he
waggled a finger in my face. “I get to
kiss you.”
I snorted. “Deal’s off.”
“Your loss.” He started
to go inside.
“Oh, dammit, alright,
alright.” I caved. Don’t say I never let
something stop me from getting results.
His smile was one of
wicked glee. He leaned in before I was
ready and met my lips. He was a sloppy
kisser, probably drunk, and his tongue was roaming my mouth in seconds. It was gross, like having a slug in
there. I pushed him back before it got
much farther.
“You didn’t kiss back,”
he pouted.
“That wasn’t part of
the agreement,” I spat the taste of him out of my mouth.
He shrugged. “Yeah, you’re right.”
“So?”
Vin leaned against the
door, arms crossed over his chest.
“There is one missing from one of the clans in the north. Somewhere in the darkest parts of Canada. I guess it was stolen from under their noses.”
So far it all lined up.
“They’re looking for
it. I have no idea who or what took it,
though, since they’re doing their best to keep it under wraps. There’s something shady going on. The Dragai don’t even really know.”
Nothing new.
“I take it that it’s
somewhere in Chicago?” he asks. I
shrugged in answer and turned to go.
“One more thing,” he stopped me.
“They weren’t the clan tasked with guarding this particular stone. I don’t know how it came to their possession
in the first place. The clan that was
supposed to be protecting it disappeared suddenly.”
That sent chills down
my spine. Things don’t disappear like
that, not from the supernatural world. I
walked out of the apartment building and into the street a little scared.
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