Frustrated Justice: An Urban Fantasy Story (The Other Detective Series) by Heather G. Harris

Author:Heather G. Harris [Harris, Heather G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hellhound Press Limited
Published: 2025-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

As I stepped out of my house with Bird flapping above me, my senses went on high alert. Two men were stalking towards me, their eyes fixed on me and malevolent intent in every line of their overly muscled bodies.

The first man had flames dancing on his head; the second man was a wizard like me. Even though there were two of them, it still wasn’t an even playing field because I’m a level-five wizard. I am rarer than a vampyr with a conscience.

I snapped out my extending truncheon, not because it was especially useful as a weapon compared to my magic but because of the message it sent: Bring it on, lads. I’m no victim. If I’d been a werewolf, I would have bared my teeth. I shifted my weight to the balls of my feet.

‘You the cop bitch investigating Jingo’s death?’

‘That’s me,’ I said, manfully ignoring the bitch part.

The fire elemental came closer, and I could hear the flames crackling as they danced on his head where hair would have been if we were in the Common realm. A spark flicked in his hands, and I gathered my intention in an instant. There were no walls to blast him through, but I could shove him off his feet with a blast of air.

I held my nerve. I hadn’t switched on my camera yet. I had options.

‘I got a message for you from Reed.’ Reed was Jingo’s number two. I guessed that with Jingo’s death he was now number one.

‘Go on.’

‘You find the killer, you bring them to us.’

‘I’ll consider it.’

‘Consider it really carefully or we’ll take a visit to your Mum’s little house in Hoole,’ the wizard sneered.

Rage flared and my magic whipped out, not to blast air at either of them but to slide into the wizard’s mind and assess what manner of a man he was. He had almost no mental shield and I slid in as effortlessly as if I were tearing a piece of paper.

I waded through his recent memories in an instant. This was Lenny, one of Jingo’s enforcers, and the things he’d done made even me sick to my stomach. He was a vile human, and I had long ago gotten used to being judge, jury and executioner. It was the Connection’s way.

I didn’t want him dead, though: I wanted him to be an object lesson. Poor Lenny was about to have a really bad day, but I felt no sympathy. He’d felt none when he’d held down a woman the previous night. She’d been a young dryad and he’d held her still whilst Jingo had stabbed her to death with scissors. The brutal murder must have happened mere hours before Jingo’s death.

Lenny had mindlessly done what Jingo had ordered without knowing the girl’s offence or her name. Now he wouldn’t know his own. Justice in the Other realm is rough and ready, and only the strong survive.

With a slash of my magic, I ruptured his cerebrum. I left his cerebellum and medulla unharmed so he could walk and breathe, but he wouldn’t have any memory of who he was.

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