Arcane Solutions (Discord Jones Urban Fantasy Series Book 1) by Gayla Drummond

Author:Gayla Drummond [Drummond, Gayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Werewolves, Paranormal, urban fantasy, psychic, Vampires, Mystery, shifters, Magic
Publisher: Katarr Kanticles Press
Published: 2013-11-10T13:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Nothing. Dropping the necklace with a sigh, I leaned back and propped my boots on the desk. After feeding everyone lunch, returning to the office was my obvious course of action since Jo and David weren’t finished with the scrap.

Didn’t want to miss the elf’s arrival.

Both Kate and Mr. Whitehaven were still out to lunch. I took a few minutes to enjoy imagining Thorandryll’s fuming over my quitting the case. Maybe he was fuming about the lack of success in kissing me again too.

We enjoy beauty was shaky ground as an excuse for macking on me. Oddly enough, I trusted Logan's warning to be careful, even though the elf fascinated me.

Elves are a beautiful, charismatic people. Since I'd never been in close proximity to any before, I decided my first brushes were the cause of the hazy-mindedness that struck whenever I looked Thorandryll in the eye.

Or he could be using glamour. Sensing subtle magic wasn't in my repertoire. Dismissing that idea, I scowled at the ceiling while moving on to Nick and his attitude. I had no clue where he was. Probably lunch as well. “Whoops.”

Or maybe out hunting for me. I’d forgotten to turn my cell phone back on. Digging it out of my purse and hitting the button, the voice mail app informed me of a dozen messages the second it finished booting up.

They were all from Nick. It was probably logical that he'd assume I was okay with being designated his girlfriend. He was sexy, protective, and funny. Normally, I'd jump all over the opportunity to be the girlfriend of such a hot guy. Was my lack of jumping really because he was a shifter?

The thought was just as sobering the second time around. Also unproductive. Right. Time to concentrate on work.

Why had the vampire been at the construction site? They did have some powers, but more in line with my own abilities, and not magic. If he couldn't use the grimoire, why would he want it?

But that taste of fear...that was Zoe-related. The first location spell had indicated the Barrows, while the second hadn’t pinpointed her anywhere. I checked the shimmer in my mental folder. She was still alive, still human.

Recalling Mr. Mitchell’s coldness during the client meeting, and his follow-up call, I wondered how convenient it would be for him if the girl disappeared.

Okay, that might be taking things a bit far. Surely he wouldn’t have Zoe kidnapped just to rid himself of an annoyance. Disliking his stepdaughter didn’t necessarily put him in the villain category.

Plenty of people didn’t care for teenagers.

It was a dead-end line of thought, so I called voice mail to listen to the messages. The first one was “Good morning, see you at the office.” Nick sounded a little concerned in the second one, wondering why I wasn’t at work yet. He said nothing about returning my call.

Just as the third one began (Where the hell are you?), a noise out in the reception area caught my attention. Setting the phone down, I left my seat to check out the sound.

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