The Halfling: an adult urban fantasy (The Aria Fae Series Book 1) by H. D. Gordon

Author:H. D. Gordon [Gordon, H. D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: H. D. Gordon Books
Published: 2016-01-31T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 37

Of course, I didn’t torture him. That was not something I was comfortable with, not a part of my training, and as an Empath, torturing someone would likely result in as much pain for me as it did to the subject.

Often times, though, just the threat of pain was enough to get people to talk, and this was the case with the skinny druggie I was threatening. Problem was, he didn’t know a lot. Addicts don’t usually have much in the way of will power.

“Oh, God,” he cried. “Oh, no, oh, please, don’t hurt me.”

“Talk,” I said, my voice threatening. “Who is Dyson?”

Tears were streaming down his cheeks, cutting tracks in the grime there, and his sore-infested mouth was bleeding in some places. He looked up at me with terrified eyes, one side of his face still pressed to the pavement.

“I don’t know anything about him!” he said. “I swear to God! No one does. We just bring the women to him, and he gives us the Magic in return. That’s all I know!”

Due to the drugs, his aura was fuzzy, but I knew enough about people to know he was telling the truth.

“How do you get a hold of him?” I asked.

The man wiggled beneath my foot. “There’s a phone in my pocket. We’re supposed to text when we have someone. He meets us right after.”

I dug through the man’s pockets, telling myself I would need to wash my hands as soon as I was able, and indeed found a cellphone inside. Flipping through the messages, I confirmed what I’d been told.

Lifting my foot off the man, I heard sirens in the near distance, and I knew it was time to go. I’d gotten what I needed anyway.

“Thanks,” I told the addict. “You tell your friends no more women are to be taken. If they try to kidnap any, I’ll find them. I’ll hunt every single one of you down, and I won’t be as forgiving.”

With that, I turned to go, but the man called out to me.

“That’s if he doesn’t hunt you down first,” he said, and bursted into a fit of giggles that for some reason sent a chill up my spine.

With those words ringing in my ears, and the confiscated cellphone tucked into my jacket pocket, I headed back to the warehouse.

My head told me tonight had been a victory, a battle won, but my gut told me the war had only just begun.

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