Deadson Confidential: A Drakeverse Urban Fantasy Novel by N.P. Martin

Author:N.P. Martin [Martin, N.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-06T22:00:00+00:00

14

I awoke with a splitting headache, feeling like my skull had been cleaved in two. When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t surprised to see Martin Phillips sitting across from me. On either side of me sat two men in dark suits, one of whom I recognized as the guy I knocked out with the sigil card.

“Finally, he’s awake,” Phillips said. “I thought maybe my guy had hit you too hard or something, put you in a coma. Maybe he fucking should have.”

“What the fuck, Phillips?” I groaned as I looked around the interior I was sitting in. It seemed like we were in a limo. A hummer limo. “What’s going on here?”

“What’s going on?” Phillips said, wearing a red tracksuit, holding a drink in his hand. “You tell me, asshole. Why’d you break into my fucking office last night?”

“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about Phi—” The guy to my left cut my sentence short by punching me in the gut, knocking the wind out of me.

“Next time, he’ll punch you in the fucking face,” Phillips warned. “There’s no point in lying to me, Deadson. I know it was you in my office last night. You used some sort of magic to make yourself look like me. I didn’t have you down as a magic guy, but there you go.”

“As I said, I have no idea—”

Hard knuckles cracked the right side of my face, almost knocking me unconscious again.

“Keep it up,” Phillips said. “We can do this all night. I’m not bothered. I enjoy seeing you in pain anyway.” He held a gun up and waved it at me. “And don’t bother looking for this either.”

“Fuck you, Phillips,” I said as blood ran from my mouth. “What are you playing at here?”

“What am I playing at?” he said, leaning forward exaggeratedly. “You’re the one who broke into my fucking office. I wanna know what the fuck you’re playing at Deadson. And not only that, you put the fucking cops on me!” He looked at the guy on my left. “Hit him again for putting the cops on me.”

“Wait—”

An elbow struck my chest, causing me to cry out in pain, and Phillips to laugh, the fucking asshole.

“What did you think would happen, Deadson?” Phillips said. “Did you think the cops would arrest me and I’d go to jail or something? Fuck you! Did you think I’d be stupid enough to keep the files on my system? I moved them as soon as I saw you were looking at them. So all that running around you did was for nothing. All you did was cause me more hassle. Hit him again, Barry,” he said, and Barry wrapped his knuckles across my face. “You too, Eric. Cause this motherfucker more pain. I wanna hear him squeal.”

Eric turned slightly before I could even protest and punched me hard in the crotch, making sure Phillips got his squeal from me.

“I suppose you’re wondering how I know it was you,” Phillips said as I sat clutching my crotch.

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