Elemental by Whitney Hill

Author:Whitney Hill [Hill, Whitney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy, adult fantasy, paranormal fantasy, contemporary fantasy
Publisher: Benu Media
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Between finding Sybil, checking in with Doc Mike, and standing up to Callista, I’d forgotten all about Grimm.

“Do you have any idea how much I’d like to flay you right now, Arden Finch?”

Wincing, I juggled the callstone as her anger manifested in a flash of heat, and tried to keep my hands on the steering wheel. “Where are you?”

“Watching your damned elf go into yet another building warded against djinn. Some office park near the airport. I have learned nothing that could possibly make this worth the aggravation.”

Ah. That was what she was really mad about. Not that I hadn’t checked in before now, but that she’d been unable to gather elven secrets under the auspices of assisting a Watcher. The Détente meant she wouldn’t have been able to use the secrets for anything offensive, but that never stopped djinn from gathering information which might one day be useful in a war that everyone else hoped would never happen.

“Meet me at my office. I want to know where he’s been.”

“Why should I?” she snarled petulantly. “All you said was to watch him, not tell you anything.”

“Seriously, Grimm?” I rubbed my temples, so not in the mood for this shit.

“You set the terms, not me. I watched him and didn’t harm him. Exactly as I promised.”

Petty bitch. “I’m on task for Callista now, not the elves.” She didn’t need to know about the vampires. Nobody told me anything, and it was time for me to stop being so goddamn helpful. “Meet me at the office and mark on a map where he’s been, and I’ll tell her you helped.”

“What do I care about Callista?”

My headache was coming back. Bargaining with a djinni was the biggest pain in the ass. “Because things might change soon, and you’ll want to be in her good graces if they do.”

“What do you know?”

I hung up, tired of playing games. She’d be there or she wouldn’t.

A vision of red rage awaited me at the door to my office. Grimm, in her Lana Del Rey lookalike face, hair falling in cherry waves over a merlot-colored pencil dress, glowered at everyone passing by. Her eyes flicked to ruby at my approach.

“Eyes, Grimm,” I murmured, brushing lightly past her to unlock the door. Acknowledging her further would only feed her little fit of pique.

“Eyes, Grimm,” she repeated in a mocking singsong behind me. I ignored her and went to my whiteboard.

“You little—oh, now this is interesting.” She stepped up beside me, and peered at the map, going closer to read the notes. “The drowned were all elves?”

“Yes.”

Her savage grin transformed her from recalcitrant child to avenging spirit. “And vampire bites. Oooh, my. Torsten, you have been naughty.”

“Maria has been naughty,” I corrected, giving her that one for free in the hope that it’d make her cooperative.

She snapped around to face me. “Since when do you know so much about Torsten’s coterie? First the rakshasa, now his number three?” Her expression turned sly. “What have you been up to,

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