The Archangel (A Mayfair University Novel) by K.G. Reuss

Author:K.G. Reuss [Reuss, K.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Leaving Trent was the second hardest thing I’d ever had to do in my life, but he looked content as he sat on the bed eating pizza and watching TV. Or pretending to watch TV. I knew my brother well enough to know he was just going through the motions.

But he changed the channel a few times, so at least some of his attention was on it. That offered me some comfort in knowing that he was being somewhat distracted from our problems.

Alice had arrived like she said she would. She’d brought groceries with her and was unloading them. It brought me comfort to think Trent would have some company while I was gone, and enough food to last him.

“You’re coming back, right?” Trent called out when I got to the door of our bedroom.

I turned to him, my throat tight.

“Yeah. I promise.”

He gave me a tight nod and went back to the TV. It hurt my heart, but I forced myself out the door and into the car after telling Alice goodbye as she sat on her laptop in the sitting room. She’d smiled and waved me off, putting me at ease.

I put the address she’d given me into the phone’s GPS and followed the directions to Everett’s place. When I pulled up, I was surprised it was at a massive club in a not-so-nice part of the city.

The Underground.

I’d grown up here in this city mostly, and we’d been fortunate enough to live just on the outskirts of the pit of despair. Everyone knew you didn’t venture deep into the Underground. We were the surface dwellers, living on the edge of madness.

But times were tough, and I needed some money.

Worst thing that could be offered was that I’d sweep floors and scrape up the vomit from drunks after a night of clubbing in the darkest depths of the city.

There were worse things.

At least, that’s what I told myself.

I parked the car, went to the door, and knocked on it. It creaked open, and a large man peeked out at me.

“Name?” He grumbled.

“Uh, Anson Beyers. I’m here to see Everett about a job.”

The door swung open, and I stepped inside.

“Take the hall to the stairs. They’ll take you the rest of the way when you reach the bottom.”

“Uh, thanks,” I muttered, moving through the empty club.

Large dance floor. Cages. A stage. Two bars. The place was decked out for sure. I’d never been inside a club, though, to know if it was awesome or not. From my standpoint, it was.

I went to the stairs near the back of the hallway and went down them. I was met by two men at the bottom who let me pass without a word.

Stepping onto the next level, I looked around.

“Anson? Welcome.” A man in his mid- to late-thirties approached me and took my hand in his. “I’m Everett Church. I trust you found me without issue?”

“Yeah. It was good. Easy to find.”

He chuckled and led me to one of the tables in the downstairs club.

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