Last Call 2: Hurricane by Moira Rogers

Author:Moira Rogers [Rogers, Moira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mf
Publisher: Changeling Press
Published: 2011-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Ben didn’t bother to check the elevator. As soon as he had his jeans buttoned and a T-shirt over his head, he closed his eyes and used magic to step from his bedroom to the hallway that led to the dance floor. The first thing he noticed was that the emergency lights were lit, tiny blue strips along the base of the wall that made it easy to find his way to the door out to the main bar.

The electricity was gone. Ben fought a rising surge of panic as his senses registered the unnatural quiet. The bar was never empty. Supernaturals kept odd hours and it was well worth the money he paid his staff to make sure Last Call and its more exotic services were always available.

A whoop from the far side of the room drew his attention, and a moment later the lights flickered on. He squinted against the sudden glare and started across the room to the shapes he recognized vaguely as Bernie and Karl, his on-call electrician.

Bernie looked up and waved him over. “Miss Hurricane did a number on this place. Had to close up shop and call Karl.”

“Well, shit. What about the people already upstairs? They’re on a different power source, right?”

It was Karl who nodded. “I wired the individual magical generators to trip in case of an outage, mundane or otherwise.”

“Just not the main floor,” Bernie interjected. “And I am not hardcore enough to tend bar in the dark.”

Karl laughed. “The upstairs rooms shouldn’t have been affected. I’ll have to recharge the generators, though.”

It could have been worse. He opened his mouth to say so, but the words died when the front doors blew open hard enough to knock back against the wall. His remaining wards screamed a warning in his head as a familiar looking man stepped through. Ten years had passed since the last time Ben had seen Robert Carmichael, but judging by the graying hair and eyes bracketed by deep lines, time had not been kind.

Or the backlash of his curse breaking. Ben took a fierce satisfaction in that thought. No matter how much Robert had suffered, it was nothing compared to what Ben would do to him if the man wasn’t smart enough to turn around and leave.

He stopped in the middle of the deserted room, still littered with empty cups and bottles, and cocked one eyebrow. “Where is she?”

Fury gripped him. “That’s none of your concern.”

Robert moved closer and peered at Ben. “D’Cruze. I should have known Fiona would make her way here sooner or later.” He shook his head. “She’s always known how to get what she wants.”

“Really?” He let his disdain show as he raked his gaze down Robert’s body. “Seems to me like she wanted a little bit of satisfaction, and she never got that out of you.”

“Fiona’s desires were a little more prosaic, I’m afraid. She wanted a career, and I gave her one.” Robert shrugged. “I suppose I lost my charm after that.

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