The Glass Gargoyle (The Lost Ancients Book 1) by Marie Andreas

Author:Marie Andreas [Andreas, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

The pub had been uneventful, except for some distracted flirting from Marcos who was already there when I came in. He seemed to need to keep an eye on the door at the same time he was trying to woo me. The wooing part didn’t really work, and considering he never reacted to anyone who came in, I had to think the door watching didn’t either.

Foxy had taken the night off, a weekly occurrence, even though I knew for a fact he was in his tiny apartment right above the pub. Once a week he liked to pretend he had a life outside of this place, and we all let him.

Finally giving up on Marcos’s mixed attention, I headed for home.

The living room was dark, and unless the faeries had suddenly developed breathing problems, Alric was still on my sofa. His breathing was slow enough I figured he was asleep. Not completely trusting my reaction to him if I found him half clothed while I was drunk, I kept the glows off and stumbled to bed.

***

Another vicious ray of sun, maybe a relative of the one that hit me the other day, stabbed me awake. This time the angle was different, so it was still disgustingly early, the cloud cover from the night before just burnt off early. I held my pillow over my head as I rolled over. The events of the last couple days were not encouraging in terms of me jumping up and seizing the day.

Then, as so many of my days lately have started, a pounding echoed from the front room. Pushing the pillow harder over my ears, I tried to wait out whoever was denting my front door. For a moment I thought I’d done it, then they resumed.

Sighing, I threw the pillow across the room and stumbled down the hall to the front door. I was so out of sorts I didn’t even look to see who it was.

The instant I’d unlocked it the ghost of my unlamented landlady tumbled into my room. Only if possible, this one was shorter, rounder, and so covered in matted gray hair/fur that I almost wasn’t sure where her face was.

My new landlady, who was most likely here to ream me for killing her cousin.

The bundle stopped in front of me and whirled. “What happened there?” Without waiting for an answer, she rolled over to the sofa. Too late I thought of Alric, but he’d obviously left long before.

“Nothing, it’s just a—”

“You had something here, something…dangerous.” She turned and flashed me a terrifying grin.

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“A man, I saw him leaving, you set me up with him, yes?”

So she wasn’t as nasty as Nirtha but she was just as crazy. Her and Alric? Actually, I did owe him for messing up my life.

“Maybe I can do that,” I said then thought about what to say next. How did I apologize for something I didn’t do, but folks thought I did? “About Nirtha—”

Cackling filled the room and she fluttered her stumpy hands around.

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