The Wicked City by Megan Morgan

Author:Megan Morgan [Morgan, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

They drove back to Robbie’s house and picked up Micha, who seemed to be his normal self again, aside from acting sluggish, and they returned to the hotel. Sam sent them up to the room with Muse while he faxed some things from the hotel’s media center. June was starting to think she ought to give Sam a blowjob or something for all his help.

She smoked a cigarette on the balcony. When she stepped back inside, Sam was just returning, a leather folder under his arm and the duffel bag from the car over his shoulder.

“Now we wait for the shit to hit the fan,” Sam said. “From several angles, I have a feeling.”

Waiting would be just as agonizing as before. However, they didn’t wait long. They ordered room service, and after the food arrived, Sam’s phone went off. He looked at the screen, one eyebrow arched.

“That has to be record time.” He answered. “Hello, Ethan.”

The conversation was brief.

“Consider it done,” Sam announced, as he clicked off. “I had a feeling that would get him eating out of my palm.”

“Christ, what did you send him?” June asked. “The Institute’s blueprints showing their weak spot? Is it like the Death Star?”

“Not far off. I might not have evidence yet, but I have the information.”

The serum—the one used to turn normal people paranormal. “You gave him…”

Micha, sitting beside June, raised his eyebrows at them.

“That’s a pretty big bargaining chip.” June needed to upgrade from a blowjob. She might even let Sam marry her.

“It has to get out sometime.” Sam took a drink from the glass of wine he’d ordered. “No time like the present. I can’t believe you still doubt my prowess.”

“I can’t believe you’re putting this much on the line for me,” June said.

“You shouldn’t always think everything is about you. That’s my area of expertise.”

Afternoon faded into evening as they ate and watched the news. More snow fell, though not as heavily as the night before, swirls of fine glitter in the gloom on the other side of the windows. Sam and Muse left. If Micha was curious about what they’d been discussing, he didn’t ask. He seemed to bounce between moments of alertness and a trance-like, listless stupor.

June was horrifically tired, both physically and mentally. The waiting, the expectation, and the fear exhausted her. She lay down on the bed, sprawled on her back, arms flung out as if waiting for something to strike her.

Micha walked in the bedroom and crawled onto the bed next to her. “Do you mind?” he asked softly.

“No.”

She listened to the silence. Micha rested in shadow beside her, a long silhouette against the faint glow of the window.

Wordlessly, June sought him out, clutched his wrist, and urged him closer with a gentle tug. He scooted over and pressed against her side. His skin was unnaturally warm, as if he had a fever. She slipped a hand around the nape of his neck and drew him in for a kiss. His lips were hot and soft, as gentle as June’s emotions weren’t.

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