Song (The Manhunters Book 1) by Jesse Teller

Author:Jesse Teller
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-10-04T23:00:00+00:00

Meeting Medey

Rayph dropped a bag of gold on the bar top in front of the owner of the Rain Barrel. The man scooped it up greedily, his eyes wide and mystified by the amount.

“The bar,” Rayph said. “And the rooms upstairs. I want to rent them for the afternoon. No customers in or out, save those I allow. This pays for all the time and drinks and food.”

The shrewd man before him narrowed his eyes. “Not enough. I will lose a lot of money from my regulars. The king is in town. What if he comes to my door? By law I must entertain him or it is my hide. No, I will need twice this much to do as you ask.”

Rayph added half again and glared at the man. “If the king should decide he needs my seat, I will oblige for your sake. Anyone short of him, and I will ask you to turn them away.” Rayph turned to see Trysliana staring at him from the far corner of the bar. “I want her to serve us,” Rayph said. She winked at him and snatched up her towel, tossing it on her shoulder in proper sassy fashion.

Rayph pointed at her with false ire. “No distracting my man,” Rayph said. “He will be hard at work.”

She scrunched up her nose and shook her head. “Here I thought he was my man.”

Rayph laughed. Smear met him in their corner, and they waited. How many times had he been in a situation like this one with Smear? How many times had they played the waiting game? Countless times, countless hours spent like this, doing nothing but wasting time, waiting for something important to happen. Rayph looked at Smear and realized how much he missed times like these.

Rayph’s heart ached for Archialore as Smear’s eyes belonged to the drink wench. Smear studied her every move. Every table she wiped caught his attention. Every time she slapped away a stray hair from her face, he grinned. Rayph realized Trysliana was putting on a show for Smear, bending just right, humming just so. The dance of attraction was in full swing. She was performing for him.

Rayph laughed, and the door banged open. Smear started and turned his attention to the seven men stomping in their direction.

Medey dropped into the seat across from Rayph and leaned his spear against the table. Trysliana met him with a steaming plate of exotic food. She dropped it before him and turned to go. Medey grabbed her wrist and spun her around.

He looked down at the food and pointed at it with a stubby, callused finger. “How did you know what I would order?” He seemed ready to slap her, and Smear put his hand on Medey’s wrist.

Medey glared, and Rayph laughed.

“When I first came here, I found a waiting glass of trimerian wine set before me,” Rayph said. “She has a way of knowing who will walk through that door and when. She has a way of having what you need ready.

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