Dirty Magic by Jaye Wells

Author:Jaye Wells [Wells, Jaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: An Hachette UK Company
Published: 2014-01-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

An hour later, we were in Morales’s SUV, following a neon-green Trans Am through the Cauldron. The license on the pimpmobile read WIZ-LIFE. Deep bass thumped from its open windows and T-tops. Occasionally, puffs of smoke would escape, too.

I’d called Baba before we left the gym. She had been home celebrating her twenty-buck victory at bingo and said she was happy to keep an eye on Danny until I could get home. When we’d dropped him off, Baba was very interested to meet Morales. She’d pulled me aside and said, “I see the Sexy Juice is already working.” I didn’t bother correcting her. Mostly because it was funny to see Morales get all uncomfortable when Baba waggled her eyebrows at him and checked out his butt.

As for Danny, he hadn’t said much before we left. Eventually I’d have to figure out how to get him to drop this magic business, but for the time being I was off to arrest the kind of asshole I was terrified Danny would become if he started cooking.

Unlike his dad, Harry didn’t spend all his time down in the Arteries; Bane needed a man aboveground he could trust. For Morales’s and my sake, I just hoped some of that trust was misplaced.

“What an idiot,” Morales complained. “We’ve been following this douchebag for fifteen minutes and he hasn’t gone above twenty.”

“He’s cruising,” I said. “Wants to show off those sweet rims.”

We were five cars back, keeping our distance for the time being. Eventually, he’d take a wide right turn or forget to use his blinker, but with the time crunch over our heads it was hard not to be impatient. Any minute now Val and the detective on the case would make the connection to the cigarette brand. We wanted to be sure we had our shot at Harry before they figured it out.

“Tell me something,” Morales said, scooting his ass around on the seat like it was growing numb.

“Yeah?” I had my eyes on Harry’s taillights, willing one to go out.

“What’s the real reason you don’t use magic?”

My head jerked around at the suspicion in his tone. “Isn’t doing this job for the last five years reason enough?”

“Nope. Every cop I know uses magic in some form.”

I sighed. “Most cops didn’t grow up in a coven. I’ve seen firsthand the damage cooking can do to people and those they love.”

He shot me a look that made me shift in my seat. I felt as though he saw the truth through my skin. “Who died?”

That one simple question had the effect of a small explosion going off in my midsection. Was I that transparent? “I don’t—”

“Cut the shit, Kate. It’s obvious. You wouldn’t be fighting so hard to keep Danny off the burners and avoiding magic if there wasn’t some deep pain associated with it. Who was it?”

I clenched my teeth. “My mother.”

His eyes widened. “I’m sorry.” The shit of it was he sounded sincere so I couldn’t be too mad at him for making me admit it.

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