The Holy Dark by Kyoko M

Author:Kyoko M
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Kyoko M
Published: 2015-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

JORDAN

The first demon I found was in a bar.

A gorgeous leggy brunette with brown eyes, cut off jean shorts, and a scarlet halter top sat on a stool and tossed back shots of whiskey like they were nothing, because they weren’t to her. Demons’ metabolisms were insane. They could metabolize practically anything within an hour.

I stayed at the opposite end of the bar watching her for several minutes, calculating everything I could about her—height, weight, rank within the demonic scale, and the current state of her soul. Hers was nothing like Belial’s. It was a bald gelatinous mass, like a grey version of Slimer from Ghostbusters. Amber liquid dribbled down the rolls of fat. Her gaping maw constantly opened and closed in an attempt to swallow the alcohol that poured out of her skin like sweat. Piggy little eyes stuck out like cockroaches in a ball of dough. A demon of overindulgence.

Then, the image vanished like it had never been there. It seemed to come and go based on how hard I was concentrating.

She stood up and turned around, flashing her toned stomach to half the bar, grinning. “This round’s on me, boys!”

The entire bar roared with masculine praise. She threw back another shot and faced the bartender, rapping her knuckles on the wood for another one. He winked and poured it for her. I’d learned enough. Time to move in.

I walked over and stood next to her. “Excuse me.”

“Yuh?” she answered, tossing a bored glance over at me.

“I was hoping you’d be able to help me. I’m looking for a particular establishment that you might have knowledge of.”

“Oh? And what ‘particular establishment’ is that?” she said, swirling her pointer finger in the booze and sucking it off.

“Demons tend to have a place to gather in large cities. It’s where they exchange information. However, I’m not familiar with this area. Would you like to tell me where that might be?”

The glazed look in her eyes slid back immediately. She straightened up on the bar stool, sizing me up for real this time. “A Seer, huh? Let me guess. You’re sore about Gabriel biting the big one and you want revenge?”

“Among other things,” I admitted.

“Sorry, babe. Why do you think I’m celebrating? Gabriel was a pretentious asshole. Take my advice and skip town before you get yourself into trouble.”

I inhaled. “I’ll ask you one more time. Where is the demon nest?”

She glared. “You’re up past your bedtime, sweetheart.”

She poured the whiskey straight down my shirt, her lip curling. “Kick rocks.”

The cold alcohol chilled my skin from cleavage to navel. The pungent smell burned my nostrils. I just smiled at her.

“Okay. Enjoy your night.” I turned and walked away.

Twenty minutes later, the demon stumbled out the back door of the bar with a burly guy in a motorcycle jacket wrapped around her. They were laughing and flirting as they walked towards the parking lot—clearly about to enjoy themselves in the back of his vehicle.

“Ahem.”

The brunette turned. I smashed a whiskey bottle over her head and then lit her on fire.

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