The Watcher's Son by J.L. Aarne

Author:J.L. Aarne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: monster hunter, demon hunter, revenge, fairies, magic, supernatural, paranormal, bisexual characters, lgbtq, fairytales
Publisher: J.L. Aarne
Published: 2018-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

AFTER DALE TOLD URIAH about the business card he’d found at the hospital, which he was pretty sure Daphne’s doctor had slipped to him, Uriah agreed that it was peculiar. Peculiar in their line of work meant interesting and sometimes turned out to be a lead even when it did not at first look like one. So they drove into town to the bookstore.

When Dale showed Uriah the card and asked him what it said, Uriah said “Merry’s Books.”

Peculiar.

The bookstore did not look that remarkable from the outside. It was jammed between a sandwich shop and a hole-in-the-wall bar called Luke’s. In the window display of the bookstore there were bestsellers and new releases and, unlike a lot of bookstores, it did not have an adjacent coffee shop serving lattes and scones. There was a black canvas awning over the sidewalk in front and the flashiest thing about it was that the words there—which to Dale’s eye read “Ash Alley Books”—had been hand painted in silver calligraphy style writing and were surrounded by little stars. It looked like something that belonged above the door of some sort of occult shop selling incense and crystals.

“It seems ordinary enough,” Uriah commented, looking up at the awning.

A young man with strawberry blond hair, freckles and glasses walked out of the store and looked between them before turning and going into the sandwich shop. Inside, through the window, they could see a pretty brunette girl leaned over an elaborately carved desk writing something, her tongue pressed against her top lip in concentration.

As they were just about to go inside, a blind man with a chocolate Labrador on a leash stepped off the sidewalk and headed straight toward them. He was tall, though not as tall as Dale, with bright blue eyes and brown hair that stuck up all over like he hadn’t combed it when he got out of bed that morning. His eyes were not milky, but they were directed straight in front of him and they looked right past Dale even as he approached him.

“Hello,” Dale said.

The blind man didn’t respond and he kept coming until Dale took a step backward to allow him to pass. Then he shook his head and said, “No, no, no, I have to tell you something.”

Dale glanced at Uriah, who merely shrugged. “Okay,” Dale said, stepping back toward the man. He had seen him around Solagrove sometimes, but he had never spoken to him and he didn’t even know his name. He did remember hearing that he had schizophrenia though, which at the time Dale had thought must be exceptionally bad for a blind guy to have.

The Labrador sniffed him as he drew near to its master but didn’t otherwise pay any attention to Dale.

“What did you want to tell me?” Dale asked.

The blind man leaned close to him and in a low voice said, “Men with wings cannot be trusted. Remember that.”

“Okay,” Dale said. He glanced at Uriah, who just smiled vaguely and continued watching the bookstore while he waited for Dale.

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