Ghosted by Eden Crowne

Author:Eden Crowne [Crowne, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

In a secluded corner of the Redondo Beach parking garage, they dragged Roland out of the Volvo’s trunk.

It was going on eight o’clock on a weekday. The top floor was deserted.

Thanks to an unfortunate incendiary run-in with a Firebug here in the garage, Nessa knew the only cameras were at the entrance and exit.

Roland wriggled for all he was worth. With the cord in his mouth, all he could do was mumble incoherently. The emotion behind the mumbles came through loud and clear. He was thoroughly pissed off.

Too bad. Nessa was not letting anyone stand in the way of saving her taco-loving fairies.

Nessa checked for the end of the Fudo Cord, rehearsing the words to make it return to her just to make sure. Speed was part of her plan. Under her hands the cord was soft and pliant, warm to the touch.

She pulled out her little silver knife. “Help me cut his clothes off.”

“Because?” asked her dad, reaching into his ankle holster for his blade.

“I need to see if he has any magical objects on him. Like a bracelet or necklace. Ring. You know, something that could be disguised as a Portal Key.”

Dad knew all about Portal Keys. The Inferni Coin he’d exploited was only the size of a silver dollar. Coin in hand, the user could walk through any mirror into the Inferni World.

It was sweaty and stupidly hard work trying to get Roland’s clothes off while he was tied up. There was a little blood as well. Finally, he was nearly naked beneath the coils of rope

He wasn’t wearing any jewelry they could find. Nor was there anything suspicious inside his clothing.

“Could it be a tattoo or something under the skin?”

Her dad stood, looking over their prisoner.

“Boots,” he said finally. “We haven’t thoroughly checked his boots.”

Roland had on soft walking boots, brown suede with leather souls.

“Pim, help me look,” Nessa said grabbing one.

She reached her hand in as Pim sniffed and batted at the outside of the boot.

Nothing.

Pim joined her dad, sniffing the other boot. In seconds he meowed an alert.

Pim placed a paw on the outside seam near where the ankle would be.

Roland stopped struggling. He must have figured out part of Nessa’s plan.

Her dad began working on the leather with his knife. Between the inside and outside seams was a slim silver glyph sewn into the lining.

Her dad ran his fingers over the symbol. It sparkled, buzzing with quiet energy.

“Probably activated by a word.”

“Excellent,” sighed Nessa. “Let’s put this stuff in the car.”

If looks could kill, Roland would have dropped her on the spot.

She almost apologized then stopped herself. What did she have to be sorry for? His pal had murdered four people so far and was looking to make it five. Screw explanations. He deserved to be caught.

They were gathering the shreds of clothing when Nessa heard a car engine. Headlights came up the ramp.

She swore under her breath.

“Come on, help me,” her dad said grabbing Roland’s feet. They had just dragged him to the side of the car when another auto rolled up.

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