A Witch's Fate: Witches of Lane County by Jody A Kessler

Author:Jody A Kessler [Kessler, Jody A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal romance, urban fantasy, Romance, magic, mystery, Witches, bestselling, fiction novel
Publisher: Jody A. Kessler - Paranormal Romance Author
Published: 2017-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

THE NORTH STAR International Resort nightclub couldn’t claim to be the largest or the ritziest high-class joint in Europe. What it lacked in refinement it made up for with top of the line electronics and a crowd that only seemed to care about having a good time. Music blared fast and loud. The bass notes thumped in the floorboards and in his chest. The people were even louder, and almost everyone danced. The techno beats did nothing for Leif other than make him wish to be someplace else. Compared to the frozen, and nearly silent, snow-covered wonderland outside, the contrast of the club was almost too much to withstand.

His day had gone almost as abysmally as the rest of this impromptu trip to Europe. Nothing had been working out in his favor. Although he received a reliable tip from Breck that Weston passed through the Ivano-Frankivsk International Airport and Tori’s magical stone basin clearly showed Weston at this resort, he could find nothing more of this man. The day had been a six-hour trek of mind-numbing grunt work. No one had seen or heard of Weston. The people who lived and worked at the resort were as impenetrable as a bank vault. He couldn’t get a read on any of them. That in and of itself told him that this was not by any means a normal investigation. It was like trying to force his way through a ten-foot thick concrete wall with his bare hands. Not a clue to Weston’s whereabouts could be garnered from the locals. If not for Tori’s unexplainable “magic” and the things he already witnessed, he would say the lead reached a dead end. Somehow, Leif was starting to recognize when undefinable influences were at work. However discouraged, giving up wasn’t in him. At least not until every avenue had been completely exhausted. Tori was the avenue not yet explored… at least not fully.

The day spent apart had been a good decision. She had been embarrassed by her behavior during the flight. He told her not to be ashamed about her phobia, but he could tell she was anyway. Close proximity coupled with extended travel time could turn the most docile and agreeable people into enemies. He was glad when she agreed they should take the day to investigate separately. Leif now only hoped her search had gone better than his.

He didn’t expect to find Tori in the middle of the dance floor with not one but three musclebound sleazy tossers grinding against her lean and apparently willing body. So much for her earlier apology for her behavior. The fluid movements and the way her head fell back, exposing her throat and chest to two of the men made Leif think she was also drunk again. Tori was not like any woman he’d ever experienced before. It galled him how many times he caught himself thinking about her today. Not only because of the case either. Their shared kisses warmed his blood, and that blood pooled like lava in his loins every damn time he saw her.

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