Death Dealer: The First Arcane Court Novel by Graylin Fox

Author:Graylin Fox [Fox, Graylin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dark fantasy, New Orleans, French Quarter, dragons, demons, werewolves
Publisher: Dark Fantasy Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I walked up to the map and in the bottom right corner wrote, “Nitha, skeletons, London” hoping it took her a while to figure out her options. With misfiring spells, she could animate a skeleton, and it would start to walk around without her. That would be worth seeing.

Wretch said, “My house is on the list so I'll start there. I don't think they are using it, but I want to sure all of the security cameras are working properly. Just a second.” He vanished.

We waited. Ten minutes later, he reappeared. “My security room is still secure and all of the cameras are working. I set up remote hosting so I can check the video feeds live from here.”

He used the wireless keyboard and mouse. The two werewolves looked as lost I felt when Wretch breezed through the set up and we saw live pictures on the screen. Nine windows checker boarded on the display. Eight of them surrounded the perimeter and each looked away from his roof. The ninth was his front door and right in the middle of that screen was one of Narran's children seated in chair, snoring, across the street.

“How unprofessional can you be?” Wretch was probably more offended that he didn't warrant a higher-ranking demon at his door. “They sent a lackey to my house.”

I laughed trying to cover it with a cough. “Sorry, princess, you're going to have to get over it. You aren't the threat you once were.”

“That changes now.” He turned into a demon, with full bare face, pointed ears, black eyes, leathery flesh colored wings, talons, and hooves. Then he vanished.

We turned to the screen and saw him appear in front of the sleeping demon. Wretch tapped on his arm with his wing and the demon woke up. The screams of terror had to carry for blocks, the young demon soiled himself, gagged, and vanished. Wretch turned to the camera, waved, and showed back up in the warehouse.

“You are cruel.” Greg sounded surprised.

“I'm half demon, half dragon, and was abandoned at birth. I've got issues older than civilization.” He ran down his favorite pity me list. “Yes, I'm cruel. You go up against me, I’ll terrify you until you can’t move. Then I’ll remove your organs while you watch. Maybe I should’ve done that to Narran’s kid. I'm out of practice.”

“Enough with the big bad demon shit, Wretch. As soon as the guy describes what he saw to whoever sent him, they'll know it's you.” Adam kept replaying the video.

“That was the point.”

I sighed. In hundreds of years of enforcing for the paranormal court, Wretch never understood diplomacy or secrecy. He lived in the “scare the shit out of everyone until you are the only one left” area of law enforcement.

Greg watched the video, slowing it down to get a good look at the demon’s exit. “Now that you have intentionally placed a target on your back, what is your next step?”

“We all go to one of the houses on this list.

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