The Drow Hath Sent Thee by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Carr, Martha & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Urban
ISBN: 9781649712134
Google: fhr_zQEACAAJ
Publisher: Lmbpn Publishing
Published: 2020-10-27T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-One

They pulled onto Rhynehart’s street in Bennsville, Maryland an hour and forty minutes later. Cheyenne drove slowly, scanning the address numbers on the mailboxes and the front porches as they passed.

“Oh. Yep.” Ember pointed at a house up ahead on the right. “How much you wanna bet the house with two shiny black SUVs is the one we’re looking for?”

“Yeah, that’s definitely it. His Jeep’s in the driveway.”

When they got out of the car, Cheyenne tossed the keys over the roof and nodded when Ember caught them. The fae raised an eyebrow and pressed the lock button on the fob. The beep made her grin. “I don’t think this is anything like how much you like locking your car.”

“Nowhere close.” Cheyenne headed around the Mercedes to Rhynehart’s driveway and shrugged. “Still sounds nice, though.”

“Sure.” Ember looked up and down the street, then turned to follow her friend to the ex-FRoE agent’s front door.

Cheyenne got one knock in before the front door jerked open and a woman’s shimmering face morphed from purple to light-human-tan and back to purple again.

“Hey, Goth drow.” Bhandi grinned. “Get the hell inside, huh?”

“Good to see you too.” Cheyenne stepped into the entryway of Rhynehart’s ranch-style house and took a slow look around. “Everyone’s already here, aren’t they?”

The troll woman scoffed. “Shit, Cheyenne. You know that’s rule number one.”

“Don’t be late. Yeah, I know.”

Ember leaned toward her and whispered, “They have rules?”

“Not really. Pretty sure it’s more of a running joke.”

They followed Bhandi through the front hall into Rhynehart’s living room and dining room all in one.

The troll woman clapped her hands and spread her arms. “And now it’s a party!”

Rhynehart, Yurik, Tate, Jamal, and the human new guy looked up from where they all stood over spread out sheets of paper on the dining table. On the other side of the table were two black composite crates and two duffel bags of gear.

Tate jerked his chin at Cheyenne and Ember. “You made it.”

“Had to talk our neighbor out of his car first.” Ember shrugged. “That’s why we’re a little late.”

Rhynehart’s gaze flickered to Cheyenne. “You’re the one who set the time.”

“Yeah, I know. Sorry. Good thing we still have over four hours as a buffer, right?”

He didn’t say a word, just returned his attention to the papers she now saw were the printed schematics of the building they’d be storming through in about four hours.

The only other human in the room besides Rhynehart grinned and stepped around the table. His short brown hair was gelled up in spikes, and he stuck out his hand with a nod. “So you’re the drow halfling, huh?”

Cheyenne’s fingers moved quickly at her side when her activator prompted her to drop her illusion charm. The man’s eyes widened a little, but he didn’t step back or lower his hand as he found himself standing in front of the same Cheyenne with a totally different look.

“Cheyenne.” She grabbed his hand and shook it.

“Todd.”

“That’s your last name, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. Michael Todd. Most people get confused by two first names, and Todd’s shorter.

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