Rune Service: An Urban Fantasy Novel (Dwarf for Hire Book 1) by J. B. Garner

Author:J. B. Garner [Garner, J. B.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-05-13T04:00:00+00:00

19

I SHOULD HAVE taken a long shower or maybe a luxurious bubble bath before proceeding to sleep. Yeah, it was way off my normal night-shift schedule but I would have been well-rested and ready to try to pull my con on Mr. Sinclair. To be fair, I did manage to get to the shower part but that’s when things went wrong.

Well, wrong is too strong a term but visions of Aelfie languishing in a cell and bound in those gold chains beat at my brain a thousand times harder than the pulsing Super Massager Shower Head beat on my knotted shoulders and neck. As I meticulously shampooed my hair and beard, luxuriating in the steaming water flowing over my body, I was haunted by Aelfie’s plight.

I had done a few days in a county jail or two in my time with the carnival, the result of my adolescent anger mixing with backwater prejudice and topped off by the strength to do something stupid about it. They were far from the nicest places, more about punishment than rehabilitation, and I doubted that Figment jail was any better. Aelfie was probably still stewing in his own juices, encased in all that tight leather, and I doubted that the fragile Elf could take that much hardship.

Sure, I was no doubt imagining things far worse than they really were and I wasn’t giving Aelfread nearly enough credit. It didn’t change how I felt one lick. By the time I got out of the shower, I was clean but twice as tense as I had been when I went in. Shaking my head, I hopped up on the bathroom stool and tried to focus on getting my beard in order before bed.

Every time I caught my own eyes in the mirror, I felt a gaze of accusation that was patently not there but I felt it all the same. You’ve got everything at your fingertips here, Mirror Me scolded. Including the tools to keep your word and get Aelfie out of this but here you are, soaking in the luxury of it all.

Like a madwoman, I decided to debate myself while buck naked and dripping wet. “It’s not like I won’t be taking care of business in the morning. Best to do it rested and ready.”

And you’re dancing like a puppet on Sinclair’s strings, doing things on his schedule and in his way! You can take the initiative here, put him off-balance for once. Don’t let the gorgeous idiot suffer more than he has!

“Whoever’s listening to the stupid cameras must be laughing his butt off.” I ran my hands down my face, through the wet strands of hair, before hugging myself across my bare breasts and my freckled shoulders. “Fool’s gold, I’m my own worst enemy.”

Yes, you are!

I bit my tongue and didn’t offer up any more insanity for the guards to look at, taking up a brush and comb instead to get my curls under control before they dried into a tangled mess. The worst part was that I had started to get used to this kind of top-notch treatment after a mere day.

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