The Death Curse (Adam Novus Chronicles Book 1) by Igor Nikolic

Author:Igor Nikolic [Nikolic, Igor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-01-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Sixteen

A few uneventful weeks later, I was browsing some occult sites on the Internet. It is fair to say I was blown away when Nina showed me there was an entire supernatural part of the Darknet, a cloak-and-dagger area of the web that I had used previously, before my long sleep, when I had a different life and occupation.

Moreover, similar to becoming a customer of the Cleaners, one couldn’t so much as take a peek inside without a referral from someone in that community. Hackers didn't fare well in this part of the net, not unless they knew how to break through magical defenses. One quick call from Marcus and I had full access. As it is with everything else in life—it’s who you know.

They even had a witches' market of sorts. This one was nothing like its human counterpart which mostly sold iffy Chinese products, but items like bat wings, eyes of newt, angel feathers, and whatnots. It was the kind of site where one could find unique merchandise; for example… a demon’s stolen Grimoire.

That missing book still bothered me, and with the death of the thief, all clues about its whereabouts were severed. Not that I had any high expectations it would suddenly pop up on some seller’s page as if by magic, but that bag of diamonds Julius gave me meant I was still on retainer, and… I couldn't let it go. Besides, business was getting slow lately and I was getting bored.

“Mr. Novus, Mrs. Barkin is here to see you,” Nina told me over the intercom.

That’s strange; it was late afternoon, and I’d seen her this morning when I went to her bakery for my morning fix.

“Show her in.”

A few seconds later, Nina came with a very distraught old lady. Her emotions were in turmoil; fear and panic intertwined with hopelessness.

“Mrs. Barkin, what happened?” I asked while getting up from my desk and helping her to the chair. It seemed as if she could faint at any moment.

“I… I need your help, Mr. Novus, and… people say you can help people…” She said with a note of desperation, holding one hand in another like in prayer; I had a flashback of Nina coming here in a very similar way.

“Please tell me what happened, Mrs. Barkin.”

“It’s my granddaughter, Mary… someone …someone took her,” she said in a quivering voice and immediately burst into tears. Judging by her red puffy eyes, this was not the first time she cried today.

I managed to get the whole story from her, and it was not easy. Have you ever tried to talk to a distraught, crying woman? It takes considerable effort.

A few hours ago, she was cleaning the shop, ready to close up and waiting for her seventeen-year-old granddaughter to return from school. Since her son and his wife died in a car accident a few years back she was her granddaughter’s guardian. Through the shop's window, she saw Mary crossing the street, and just before coming to the shop, a car stopped in front of her, and the girl was dragged inside by two men.

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