Phoenix King (Dragons & Phoenixes Book 2) by Miranda Martin & Nadia Hunter

Author:Miranda Martin & Nadia Hunter [Martin, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

"Where to now?" Ashur asked as we walked away.

We didn't waste any time putting distance between us and that restaurant. They might have a lapse of judgment and decide to come after us after all.

"Back to the office. I have to call my client and tell him it was a no go."

"Are they still going to pay you?"

"According to our contract, the first payment is nonrefundable if I make a good-faith effort to complete the job," I explained. "But that doesn't mean the client is going to be happy to hear that."

"Yeah, I bet," Ashur said thoughtfully. He looked around at the street and pursed his lips. "Why don't we take my car? The garage it's in is right here." He pointed to the right.

Being able to sit down for the rest of the way sounded nice. It would also offer the protection of a metal cage, and traffic wasn't as bad as it could be this time of day.

"Sounds good."

The attendant at the little booth to the entrance of the garage came right to attention when he saw Ashur.

"Here to pick up the Wing, sir?"

The Wing, huh? That was one of the most expensive and rarest cars available. Not exactly unobtrusive either with its chrome details and the flared sides.

"No, I think something a little less flashy today, Giani."

Giani sighed. "All right. I have to admit, I was looking forward to driving it out here."

Ashur grinned. "I completely understand. When I have more time, I'll come and we'll take it out, all right?"

"Really? That would be amazing, sir!" His young, angular face lit up with his smile as he stepped out of the booth. "I'll have the car out right away!" He disappeared into the depths of the garage as we moved over to the side.

There were upholstered chairs and refrigerated water for the clients in the little waiting area nook. Fancy.

"That was really sweet of you," I murmured.

Ashur shrugged. "He's a good kid. And it'll only take a few minutes of my time."

He said it so nonchalantly, but I knew most people in his position wouldn't even think about making the parking garage attendant's day like that. They probably wouldn't even remember his name. It was the little things that made of one's character, wasn't it? And everything I'd seen so far about Ashur told me the same thing—he was a good guy. A good man.

The car the attendant brought out was low and sleek and black. It wasn't the car I'd seen before.

"How many cars do you have in the city?" I asked as I sat down inside, taking in the various knobs and buttons and enjoying the cushioned seat.

"A few," he admitted. "I justify it by saying anyone in the skein can use them when they're here," he said with a self-deprecating grin. He glanced over at me. "You're welcome to, also, by the way."

I held up my hands. "I'd be way too afraid to get a scratch or a dent on it," I said, laughing.

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