Sorcerer's Spin by Anise Rae

Author:Anise Rae
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rogue Ink Press LLC

“What took you so long?” The madame’s whine was a whisper that no one else but Nils was meant to hear. Gregor pulled her voice to him with a hum of power. He didn’t make a habit of this, but Mara was here. He wasn’t going to risk missing something that might affect her.

She stood and leaned in to give Nils a lingering kiss on the lips. “I’ve missed you, my darling. Come sit and keep me company.”

Nils stared at her cleavage, missing the shrewdness in her eyes. Her gaze landed on Gregor before she slid back in her seat, facing the bar. Nils took the booth’s other side, his back to the bar.

“I’ll tell you all about those nasty outlaws who were here two days ago and then most of this morning.” She placed her fingertips to the top of her breasts. “Nils, the men barely left me alive. I needed a big, strong man like you around to protect me.”

Outlaws. She had to mean the Black Skulls. And they’d been here this morning.

Shit. He’d been watching the place all day. How the hell had he missed that?

Gregor squeezed his hands to fists.

“Problem, cowboy? You look a little sick.” The bartender switched her gaze between him and the drink she was mixing.

He cast his words to her ear. “Have the Black Skulls been by since Mara’s been here?”

She rolled her eyes. “I told you this place was trouble. But don’t worry about your girl in that regard. Fancy would never let anyone take Mara from her. She loves that girl in her weird way.”

He studied the vibes of her words. “Truth, but you didn’t answer my question.”

She shrugged and returned to her more favored patrons. He went back to eavesdropping, pulling sound with his vibes.

“Fancy, I seriously doubt you needed protection,” Nils said. “If you had men here who weren’t welcome, your patrons would be tripping over dead bodies tonight.”

“That’s not true. I’m no killer.”

Gregor could find no fault or lie in the madame’s words, but he still didn’t believe them. Something about her was off. Something more than her manipulating Mara into staying here. His vibes hadn’t settled down since he’d noticed her.

“They wanted me to hook up to their power lines and hand over half my girls to them,” Fancy said. “Half! I’d go broke. Besides, none of my girls has ever spun a damn thread. They spin their nipple tassels and their asses on my stage. But to spin yarn or wire? Forget it.”

Gregor looked around the room as he listened in. One of the working girls stopped a few feet from him and looked him up and down. She winked and walked away as if she knew he was off limits. Her high heels clacked softly against the floor. He looked down at the sound, unusual in the east among properly schooled mages, and caught sight of burn marks on the floor. Must have been a popular spot to drop a cigar. The madame probably didn’t appreciate that.

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