Hallow Point by Ari Marmell

Author:Ari Marmell [Marmell, Ari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781781168257
Amazon: 1781168253
Publisher: Titan Books
Published: 2015-08-18T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

He was loitering, calm as you please, watching everyone fleeing every which way as we burst through the back door and down the alley into the street. I’d have recognized the hat’n sunglasses even if he hadn’t been standing smack dab under a street light. To say nothing of the urge to recoil, find the nearest hole, and pull it in after me.

Sealgaire was still keepin’ close tabs on me, and he wasn’t being shy about it.

I’d rather have gone back in and faced down the Seelie. I do take some pride in the fact that I still stepped in fronta Ramona, though.

Brave, but unnecessary. He just smiled that crocodile smile and vanished again.

None of which was as startlin’ as Ramona clutching my arm and whispering, “Mick! That’s the man who was following me this morning!”

If you’d shoved a snowball up my… nose that minute, it wouldn’ta melted.

“He must work for whoever’s after the money! Mick, we should try to catch—!”

“He don’t work for anyone you’re involved with, babe.”

I wish to hell he did.

“Then who—?”

“C’mon. We’re going.”

She probably woulda argued, if I wasn’t already dragging her off by the hand. I sure wasn’t gonna just hang around there and jaw about it!

Sealgaire. Why the fuck would…?

Don’t be a bunny, Mick. You know exactly why.

Message received, you bastard.

“Where are we going?” Ramona asked impatiently.

I still held her hand, and was steering her along the sidewalk at a pretty good clip. I didn’t answer, ’cause I wasn’t entirely sure. Also, something kept eating at me like a whole hive of ants, something I’d noticed back in the club, something I couldn’t put my finger on…

Damn it, how could I be so completely off my game? It couldn’t just be her, could it? I’d known Ramona for a couple days, and in that time I’d gotten twisted up into a pretzel worse’n I had in centuries.

Finally, I just grunted and said, “To get some answers from somebody who doesn’t wanna kill me.”

“Do such people exist?”

An hour ago, I’d have chuckled at that.

“What about the raid? The people? When the news—” she continued.

I shook my head, didn’t say anything. There wouldn’t be any news, other’n maybe a small article about a run-of-the-mill raid or maybe a shooting. Most of the humans there hadn’t seen a thing they could make any sense out of. And if a few had, Raighallan and the other aes sidhe could scramble those memories easy enough.

I grunted again, and that was all the answer I was offering for the moment. Pretty sure I actually heard her scowl behind me, but she stopped makin’ with the questions, so I could think.

Not that I cared much for anything I had to think about.

So. Local Seelie. Local Unseelie. Outsiders of Ogma knows what city or what Court. Herne the Hunter. The Wild Hunt.

And now, at least sorta, Bumpy Scola. ’Cause there was no way he was gonna let this go, not after what’d just happened to his place and what he already knew about the supernatural.

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