All Is Faerie in Love and War: A Thrilling Urban Fantasy (Fangs and Feathers Book 2) by Isla Frost

Author:Isla Frost [Frost, Isla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JFP Press
Published: 2021-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Metcalf was ruining my life.

I’d expected things to get worse ever since the rooftop incident. But this was a misery I hadn’t anticipated.

Cars crawled through the busy intersection, their occupants glowering at me like this was my idea of a good time. The older vehicles spewed hot, noxious fumes as they grumbled past, and even the newer models added to the already unpleasant heat trap of asphalt baking under the desert sun.

Sweat made my hair cling needily to the back of my neck, and more of it was trickling down my spine. I was wearing an LVMPD-issued hat and sunglasses, but neither helped overly much.

The task force commander’s bright idea to capture Metcalf?

Traffic duty.

His logic was sound enough—based on the information he had. My normal duties were too unpredictable for the good guys to anticipate and too easy for Metcalf to manipulate. If I was going to play bait, Commander Juárez needed me in a role where I’d stay in the same place for long hours. That way the task force could have an anti-magic field set up and ready to activate, a perimeter watch in position before my arrival, and a huge team of hand-selected law enforcement personnel and attack drones ready to rush in at a moment’s notice.

Hence, traffic duty.

I might’ve felt less bitter about it if I hadn’t known Metcalf wouldn’t come for me. Hadn’t known he’d already made his move and wasn’t even playing on the same game board anymore.

But seriously, couldn’t Juárez have come up with a post that included air-conditioning? If I was going to be dangled as bait, it would’ve been nice to be climate-controlled bait.

Down here between the rows upon rows of buildings, there were none of the cooling breezes I enjoyed on Aurelis’s back. And speaking of my partner, she was standing on the sidewalk “supervising” because her majestic size in the middle of the intersection only added to the traffic congestion.

The truth of that did not mitigate my feelings of peevish resentment.

At least Strike was hovering next to me in solidarity. Hopefully spending all day in the full sun wouldn’t overheat her circuits. On the downside, that meant she was close enough to ask questions.

Whose idea had it been to equip drivers with car horns? Didn’t the human race have more advanced methods of communicating? Did I know my skin was red and sticky-looking? Why was I performing a repetitive task better suited to a machine? Why did I choose to do so many things that made me unhappy? Why was I glaring at her like that?

I flipped the sign around and made the hand gestures for anyone the sign was too subtle for. Then I squirted some of the lukewarm water from my drink bottle into my mouth.

Word was that I shouldn’t expect this set of traffic lights to be repaired for at least several days.

Strike asked me another question.

I let out a heavy sigh and wondered what her protocols said about protecting herself from me.

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