Otherworld Challenger by Jane Godman

Author:Jane Godman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

This time Vashti shared Jethro’s seething impatience at the dawdling pace of international travel.

“How do mortals put up with this?” she asked as the plane they had boarded in New York finally landed in Barcelona as planned.

“They don’t know any different,” he pointed out.

As they left the airport and made their way into the city, Vashti regarded the people milling around them. While she might still dislike the bustle of the mortal realm, her fear of this place had dissipated. It didn’t mean she wouldn’t be glad to return to Otherworld, of course.

Lorcan had given them detailed instructions on how to find the resistance safe house, explaining the location was guarded by a series of complex spells designed by Cal himself. Following the directions he had given them, they found themselves in front of a tall, dilapidated house. The front door of this uninviting building might once have been red. Leading up to it was a series of worn sandstone stairs. A tub of listless geraniums sat on the top step, their roots anchored in a combination of cigarette butts and dust.

“You’d have to be pretty desperate to run to this place,” Jethro commented as he raised his hand and knocked loudly on the door.

“From what Tanzi told me, most of the people who seek safety here have reached the point of despair.” Vashti glanced up at the windows, all of which were shuttered. “Mostly because of the behavior of my father.”

After a minute or two the door opened an inch. “You must be Pedro.” Jethro addressed the aging sidhe scrutinizing them through the gap. “Lorcan Malone told me to say hola.”

There was no response. “We have a letter from Lorcan.” Vashti nudged Jethro and he reached into his jacket pocket, producing Lorcan’s scrawled missive. He held it out and the sidhe extended a hand through the narrow opening. Once he had taken the letter, he closed the door again, leaving Jethro staring incredulously at the scarred panels.

“He should ask the charm school for a refund,” Jethro commented with a grimace. “It’s as well Lorcan already warned me his old friend Pedro takes incivility to a whole new level.”

“Look on the bright side. At least this means we’re probably in the right place.”

Jethro tilted his head back to study the unprepossessing exterior of the building. “Would you call this a bright side?”

Before Vashti could respond the door opened again and Pedro jerked his head at them. “Entrar.”

“Thank God for Lorcan,” Jethro muttered as they stepped inside. “Whatever his note said it seems to have done the trick.”

The interior of the house, while not exactly luxurious, was more comfortable than the outside promised. Pedro led them down a long, narrow hall and into a large kitchen at the rear of the property. This was occupied by a portly woman, who was as wide as she was tall, and a number of cats. The woman paused in the act of chopping onions to wipe her eyes on her apron and study the new arrivals.

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