A Psychic with Catitude by P. D. Workman

Author:P. D. Workman [Workman, P. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: pd workman
Published: 2019-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

⋆ Chapter Nineteen ⋆

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ome on.”

Reg expected the access panel to open up into another tunnel, or for some other hidden route to appear, but nothing changed. They continued to walk down the tunnel just as they had been, walking in the same direction as they had been. Reg looked around for some marker showing the boundary of the pixie’s lands, but couldn’t see anything that differentiated one part of the tunnel from another.

But in a few minutes, she started to hear voices, echoes bouncing back to them from somewhere farther down the line. Shadows flickered on the wall, but she couldn’t see who cast them. Eventually, just as the babble of voices and laughter grew to a level where Reg could hardly stand it, they entered a larger room where several tunnels joined together, and Reg saw the pixies.

Like Ruan, they were mostly dressed in brown. Worn and tattered clothing, mainly, though there were a few new suits among them. The girls were dressed pretty much the same as the boys. They all appeared to be young. Some looked like Ruan, nine or ten years old, some like teenagers. No one over twenty, certainly.

Several of the older teenagers swarmed toward them. Reg saw Jessup’s hand go to her weapon, watching them warily.

“You have no business here,” one of the boys said.

“I’m here on an official police investigation. According to the treaty between our peoples, you are expected to cooperate.”

“Not if police poke their noses into piskie business.”

“This is not family business. A girl has been kidnapped. I want to know where Ruan Rosdew is and how he is involved.”

“Kidnapped,” the boy scoffed. “No one has been kidnapped. Fairies kidnap. We are piskies.”

“Brannock Rosdew?” Jessup called, looking around at the pixies.

They looked stubborn, but eventually a young man appearing to be seventeen or eighteen stepped forward.

“I am Brannock.”

Reg laughed. She looked at Jessup. Jessup had said that Brannock was Ruan’s father, but the pixie wasn’t old enough to be anyone’s parent.

“Where would you like to go to talk?” Jessup asked.

The boy looked around at the other pixies, as if he would insist that they talk right there in front of everyone else, then he scowled.

“Follow me,” he said grudgingly.

Jessup and Reg followed close behind him. He moved quickly, light on his feet, darting ahead of them.

“Try to keep up,” Jessup warned.

They were out of breath by the time the pixie indicated a wooden door. Reg realized with a start that they were no longer in the round sewer tunnels, but once again the walls were straight and square. She guessed that they were handmade planks. But they were still underground.

“What happens when it rains?”

The pixie boy looked at her. “Humans drown.”

Reg opened her mouth to argue with this unexpected answer, but then didn’t know how to counter. She hadn’t been asking what happened to humans when it rained, she’d been asking what happened to the pixie settlement, so far underground and apparently connected to the town’s wastewater system. But the pixie’s answer demonstrated that they had no concerns about this.

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