Lost Library 04 Witch's Diary by Kate Baray

Author:Kate Baray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Witch's Diary (A Lost Library Novel, Book 4)
Published: 2015-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Fuck, his arm hurt. Max would rather be in bed, but he had another healing session with Frank. And before that, the meeting with Harrington. Where he was headed now, reluctantly. He knocked on Harrington’s study door.

“Enter.”

Opening the door, he found Harrington and his security chief Ewan sitting down in a small grouping of chairs off to the side of Harrington’s office, each with a drink in hand.

Harrington lifted his glass slightly. “Join us?”

“Hell yes.” Maybe this meeting wouldn’t be so bad.

Harrington got up and poured him a glass of whiskey. Handing Max the glass, he said, “A toast—to fatherhood.”

Max shifted uncomfortably in his chair when he realized both men had raised their glasses to him. He nodded, acknowledging the implied congratulations, and lifted his drink. He swallowed a sizeable amount, hoping it might dull the ache in his arm. A burn, but just enough to make his mouth and throat warm. Or maybe because he wanted to fortify himself for questions he had no desire to answer.

But no questions were forthcoming. The three men sipped their whiskey in silence for a few minutes.

“You guys have kids?” Max could have hit himself. The question slipped out before he could filter. He had questions, and he couldn’t talk to just anybody. Hell, none of his “normal” friends had a clue what was going on with his life these days. Once he befriended the Pack, it was like his entire life got sucked up into the magical community.

Harrington looked uncomfortable, but replied, decisively enough, “No.”

Ewan nodded grimly. “A daughter.”

Max waited for him to elaborate. Dads loved to talk about their kids, right? Looking at Ewan, he revised that thought.

Ewan sighed. “Ask Jack about her. She works for him.” He swallowed a hefty swig of whiskey, finishing his drink. He got up to refill his glass. “Anyone?” Ewan lifted his glass.

Harrington and Max declined, but that didn’t stop Ewan from pouring himself a hefty serving.

That was surprising. Shocking. Jack had a girl dragon, whose dad happened to be head of security for IPPC’s magical reference library, working for him. And Jack was a man-whore. That was a recipe for disaster.

Max considered his words. Ignorance should be safe… “I hadn’t heard he had any employees.”

Settling into his seat with his drink, Ewan said, “It’s a new thing. She’s…annoyed with me. I’m sure it won’t last long.”

Harrington hadn’t said a word. Glancing at him now, Max saw Harrington had known about Ewan’s daughter and Jack working together. Probably the source of his earlier discomfort.

“You spoke to Lizzie about what you saw this afternoon?” Harrington asked.

“Uh, yes,” Max muttered. Way better topic than Jack being a good candidate to bone Ewan’s daughter at the first opportunity. He cleared his throat. “That the courtyard was empty when I arrived. And that a Lycan reverse decomposed in front of me. Although where the decayed body came from, I have no idea.”

Harrington nodded, volunteering no additional information. “And have you and Ewan managed to come up with anything on Margot?”

“No location,” Ewan said.

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