The Voodoo Children: An Urban Fantasy Witch Novel (Retail Witches Series Book 2) by Les Goodrich

Author:Les Goodrich [Goodrich, Les]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DV8NOW Publishing
Published: 2017-12-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Connections

Jordan opened Wednesday and Tanner was in at ten. The morning was busy with a blend of witch customers and tourists and both Jordan and Tanner were excited and somewhat nervous about meeting the agent.

“I feel like he might give me a surprise drug test or something,” Jordan said.

“The only drugs the IWM would be interested in would be illegal flying ointments or some outlawed potion. They don’t care what you grow on your patio or what you do with it.”

“It’s a good thing,” Jordan smiled and she moved into the shop to help customers.

Brit came in just before noon and Carol right after her. The store was hopping and Tanner rang up sales and said hello to Carmine when he came in with a leather briefcase added to his usual formal attire. He placed the briefcase on the glass counter, opened it, and situated a file of papers and a pen.

“The contract is simple. One page. Four copies are here. One for each of us and one for the IWM agent. Sign each copy after you read it.”

Jordan walked up. “Hello Carmine.”

“Jordan. Did you hear that?”

“I heard it.” She read the contract. “So this is your basic witch detective contract then? Nothing in here about me signing my soul to you for eternity?”

“You can add that if you like.”

“No thanks,” Jordan said and she signed the four pages.

Tanner did the same, then Carmine, and they each took one of the copies.

Carol counted into the register, Brit milled about talking to customers, Tanner and Carmine sat in the back bookshelf chairs, and Jordan helped an older woman looking for books on familiars in the Crooked Cupboard.

At precisely twelve noon the door opened and a man in a leather jacket, olive cargo pants, leather messenger bag, and a brown fedora stepped in and his piercing eyes swept the store across a briarwood Dublin pipe clenched in his teeth. He moved with the lightness of a man far younger than his thirty-seven years but his wide stance conveyed a readiness capable of great endurance. He removed the pipe, tested the heat of the bowl with his fingers, then stuffed it into his inside jacket pocket. He removed his hat, brushed back his long waves of chestnut hair, and introduced himself to Carol at the register. Freed from the hat his long hair took on a wild, unruly shape of it’s own and it wavered and swung as he leaned to shake hands and his eyes never stopped sweeping the room and the door behind him.

“And I’m Brit. Light Tribe,” Brit said and the power of his hand around hers combined with the conscious way he matched the strength of her grip without squeezing too hard caused her heart to not so unexpectedly race. His rugged look, wild hair, square jaw, and piercing hazel eyes looked to have been assembled from four different people but the combination held Brit’s attention and she wondered if the adventure wand was influencing her attraction to such a reckless looking character.

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