The Omega Objection by Carriger G.L. - The San Andreas Shifters 2

The Omega Objection by Carriger G.L. - The San Andreas Shifters 2

Author:Carriger G.L. - The San Andreas Shifters 2 [2, Carriger G.L. - The San Andreas Shifters]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

Lamb On the Lam

Isaac should have left San Francisco the next morning, but he didn't. Something was keeping him there despite the risk to his continued freedom and safety. He refused to believe that something was large and submissive and Olympiad-perfect.

Since he couldn't stay at Clara's any longer (the last thing he wanted was to bring any trouble down on her), Isaac waited until midday, and then went to the only other person he could trust. Also, he was hoping to collect his final paycheck.

Xavier was supervising renovations on his hotel. Of course, the place was already perfect, but Xavier wanted it better tailored to the needs of a shifter clientele. He'd found his niche and it was lucrative.

The Minyas was the kind of hotel that ought to give a man dressed as casually as Isaac the stink eye. Except that most of its patrons arrived, if not less well dressed, definitely less dressed. When one was naked for ease of travel, one often had to reach for whatever was around upon arriving at a destination. In fact, the hotel boasted a massive cloakroom stocked with plush robes of all sizes, accessed by a discrete side entrance and presided over by an even more discrete attendant.

The Minyas boasted a marble lobby where visitors might spot a woman in a Savile Row bespoke suit one moment, and a gentleman in a silk kimono the next. The hotel even took pre-delivery of luggage, so shifters could don their own clothing as soon as they arrived. Since the prevailing attitude in the supernatural community was one of never judging by appearances, for obvious reasons, Isaac's sportswear was disregarded. The guest clerk greeted him with all courtesy.

"How may I be of assistance?" The clerk was an absolutely stunning woman with rich coppery hair and beautiful indigo eyes. The fact that she was whipping Isaac into mental poetry, despite his clear preference for cock, told him she was a mermaid. Xavier was a consummate businessman and a mermaid was the perfect choice for front of house during daytime. She would filter out non-shifters pretty fast, even if she hadn't the nose for it (humans tended to get tongue-tied around merfolk). Plus, she could freeze anyone in their tracks, if needed. It was a good physical position for her as well, with a view of the ocean right out the hotel's front door.

"Is the boss in yet this morning?" Isaac tried for harmless and timid when she looked up at him, smiling. "I'm one of his Saucebox employees and I'm trying to track him down, a matter of business."

She dropped her customer-ready expression and reached for a phone. "Let me just check."

Very nicely done. She didn't actually admit to whether Xavier was present or not.

She spoke into the phone. "Sir? There's a gentleman in the Minyas lobby from Saucebox. A Mr...?" She looked inquiringly at Isaac.

"Isaac, just say Isaac."

"Isaac no last name. Are you avail---" Her eyes widened as Xavier, on the other end of the line, interrupted her.



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