Jocelynn Drake - [Asylum Tales 02] by Dead Mans Deal

Author:Dead Mans Deal
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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THE WEST SIDE of Low Town wasn’t the prettiest part of town. Crowded with warehouses, steel mills, giant rusting buildings, large courtyards surrounded by metal fences topped with barbed wire, and smoke-belching stacks, the west side was the blue-collar, industrial side of town, while downtown and the east side catered to the corporate side of the city. If my childhood had been spent in Low Town, I would have lived on the east side, but I would have had my fun on the west side.

I knew the Boons & Mills paper plant that Jack had mentioned. The company had moved out of Low Town more than a decade ago and left the city with roughly a thousand fewer jobs. Parked a block from the building, I quickly discovered that many of the workers had shown their anger at the company by spray-painting some not-so-nice things on the sides of the structure and along some of the signs that still lined the sagging metal fence. The windows on the first and second floor had been boarded up. That was likely Reave’s doing if he was keeping trolls with him during the daylight hours.

Glancing up as I approached the main gate, I smiled to see the sun shining bright and clear above my head without a cloud in sight. That could come in handy. My target was Reave, but if it came down to his thugs and the safety of Low Town, I’d take the fuckers down.

As I neared the gate, an ogre approached, a bloodstained meat cleaver clenched in his right fist at his side.

“Go away!” he barked.

“I need to see Reave,” I said, keeping one eye on the meat cleaver.

“He’s not here. Go away.”

I stared at the ogre for a couple seconds, weighing my options. Threatening his comrades in the building was a waste of time, as ogres didn’t much care for anyone else beyond themselves and the person who paid them. In fact, ogres didn’t respond much to threats in the first place. They needed action.

Unfortunately, ogres were only slightly smaller than trolls, and the asshole in front of me wasn’t exactly on the sickly side. I wouldn’t be able to overpower him on my best day, particularly with a fence separating us. I’d have to use magic, which I preferred not to use. Of course, if hell hadn’t fallen on my head over the little scuffle with William a couple hours ago, I figured I had a little time before Gideon beat my ass. Or so I hoped.

Smiling, I stepped forward and wrapped my fingers around the wide mesh of the chain-link fence. I started whispering a river of words that had the ogre frowning and taking a step backward. He watched intently as the metal beneath my fingertips started to drip and run as if it were melting. Within a couple seconds, large holes started to appear in the fence. I stopped whispering and gave the fence in my hands a hard jerk. The barrier ripped apart, the section collapsing to the ground with a cheery ring like tiny bells hitting concrete.

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