Gray Seas (Black Hat Bureau Book 8) by Hailey Edwards

Author:Hailey Edwards [Edwards, Hailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Dog Books, LLC.
Published: 2023-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Thanks to the steady buzz of humans on Essex, cleanup at Moon Water didn’t take the cleaners long. Heavily touristed areas always rated quick assistance, but I had never seen them move this fast.

They let us go as they began tying up loose ends, like erasing the cashier’s recollection of the events. I was about to break the news to the guys that I had locked us into staying overnight, in case Bangles called, when the Mayhews bounded up the street wearing brilliant smiles I didn’t trust one bit.

“Why do you look so happy?” I narrowed my eyes then singled out the weak link. “Derry, spill it.”

“Can you be convinced to spend the night?”

Answering a question with a question was never good, but they looked so excited I admitted defeat.

“Yes.” Little did they know I had already agreed to it. “Now, what did you do?”

With Clay and Asa flanking me, I braced for a bad idea to come in for a landing.

“We rented the fancy-pants house from that children’s movie for us all tonight,” Derry told us then elbowed Marita. “Tell her the good part.”

“It’s super haunted.” She bounced on the balls of her feet. “Mega haunted.”

Shaking his head, Derry pulled out a handful of tickets and passed them around to us. “I meant these.”

“Ghost tour tickets?” I rubbed the paper between my fingers. “Are you serious?”

“They came with the rental.” He fanned his face with his. “Could be fun, right?”

“Yeah.” I thought about it. “You might be onto something.”

Walking tours were a fun way to explore new towns and a good opportunity to learn their hotspots. Surrounded by a dozen humans, we were safe from all but the depraved, feral, or idiotic. A perfect setup for Clay to teach, protect, and entertain me.

A swell of nostalgia swept through me, and I was glad I had already decided to spend the night.

“It was bound to happen eventually.” Marita snickered, still bouncing. “This is going to be so, so cool.”

“You get that spirits of Old Man Fang’s quality don’t chill on tour routes every night?” Clay placed a firm hand on her shoulder to anchor her heels to the pavement. “Why are you so pumped?”

“Oh.” Derry pinched her cheek. “That’s the sugar.”

“You gave her sugar,” Clay said slowly, “on purpose?”

“The pack ate the chocolate,” he explained. “They swore it tasted better than regular chocolate.”

“Let me guess.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Because it was stolen?”

“To make up for it,” he plowed on, “I bought her some cinnamon sugar almonds.”

A handful of almonds, no matter how thick their coating, wouldn’t have wound her up this much.

“And some caramel brownies, and some strawberry cheesecake cookies, and some peanut brittle, and some grasshopper fudge, and...”

Yep.

That sounded more like it.

While Clay compared notes with them on where to buy copious amounts of junk food to stock the rental with snacks, a wise idea considering the number of stomachs involved in the sleepover, I let a smile blossom as Asa walked up behind me, settling his hands on my hips.

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