The Sunken Tower by J. A. Campbell & Rebecca McFarland Kyle

Author:J. A. Campbell & Rebecca McFarland Kyle [Campbell, J. A. & Kyle, Rebecca McFarland]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inkwolf Press
Published: 2019-05-16T22:00:00+00:00

Elise and Melanie are in trouble.

Hagatha stared out the hotel room window at the coming twilight, which turned the freshly fallen snow into a comforting bluish gray blanket. They’d left early with the intention of being back at the hotel before dark.

Who do I call?

She tried Marcus’ cell phone. No answer. He probably wouldn’t answer if he didn’t recognize the number. He didn’t even have voicemail enabled, damn it.

Same with Kevin Tallon, the vampire who worked with Melanie.

Panicked, she recalled the one person in the town who had helped her. She wrapped herself up in as much warm clothing as she could layer, shoved her pockets full of the power stones, despite their weight and the fear she would lose them again, and headed for Darien’s house.

The neighborhood, which had the charm of an aging dowager in the daytime, took on the air of a harassed old crone by night. Loud rap full of swearing and anger dominated the sounds. Cars with young women and their pimps lined the streets. Hagatha paused, seeing a long black car drive alongside one of the pimps’ vehicles. The driver handed over money to the pimp, and a young girl, who looked to be high-school age, joined him. The transaction was as smooth as any convenience store buy she’d ever made. She watched, feeling ill, as the long black car drove away and the pimp laconically lit up a cigarette to wait for his hooker to return so he could sell her again.

More sexual commerce went on along the street as some of the ladies with cash-negotiable virtue simply climbed into the front seat and let the vehicle rock. Red lights shone in the windows of several houses close to the one Darien and his friends lived in. Sounds of music and loud voices raised in argument emanated from one of them. A crash sounded, and a door opened. Before Hagatha could catch a glimpse of the interior, a kid fell outside in the snow crying.

Hagatha started forward to help, but the kid ran around the back of the house. When she didn’t hear anything for several moments, she figured someone in the back let him back in. She certainly was not going into that place without backup.

Darien and his friends needed out of there, pronto. With no skills and ID, they’d end up forced into similar work. Or worse. From the whispers of the staff around the hotel, the Machiavelli Family owned the town, and matters were getting bad for folks who weren’t willing to pay protection money. It was only a matter of time before the sweet kids were found fencing stolen material and set to work for the Don.

Who knew whether the man could find out about their magic and use it for his advantage. That was one thing none of them wanted to happen.

Hagatha reached Darien’s home and banged on the door. She heard voices inside raised in consternation. From what she heard on the outside of the door, the residents were afraid, particularly of visitors in the night.

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