Whiskey Witches, Book 1 by F.J. Blooding

Author:F.J. Blooding [Blooding, F.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whistling Book Press

Chapter 32

“I call shotgun,” Balnore said, ignoring the pouring heavens and striding toward the car.

“No offense, Bal,” Dexx called, opening the trunk to deposit his bag. “But I’d prefer Paige up front.”

“Thanks,” Alma said. “Stuff me in the back with them.”

“I’ll sit in the back with Alma and Lucius,” Paige said, her voice low and quiet.

“Uh, yeah, no.” Dexx shut the trunk with a note of finality, the rain flying off Jackie’s shiny rump and splashing him further. “That’s a bad mix. You’re in the front. Deal with it.”

Alma climbed into the back seat, Balnore following careful suit. Lucius walked to Dexx’s side of the car and stared in confusion.

“Car. Modern wonders.” Dexx gestured toward the backseat. “Get in.”

Lucius did so with little grace, his expression dark as he sat squished in the back seat.

Dexx grinned as he re-set the driver’s seat. He pushed it a tad further back than he was used to. He made sure he could still reach the pedals, then started the long trek back to the inn.

Paige kept to herself, but she was far from the wreck he’d witnessed minutes before. Cool, calm and collected.

“You realize you smell like an ashtray, right?” He kept her in his peripheral as he eased away from the last stop sign in town.

“Yeah. My mouth feels like an ashtray.” She rubbed her tongue along her teeth with a yuck-face. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“I do.”

Jackie rolled out of the little town and onto the two-lane highway. Towering trees festooned with choking ivy lined the road for as far as the eye could see. Forty-one miles could feel like a lifetime unless they figured out something to talk about.

He looked in his rearview mirror and got an eye-full of Lucius. “So, Luce.”

His black, beady eyes bored into Dexx’s.

Dexx smiled, enjoying the obvious distaste the man-demon had for the nickname. After what he’d put Paige through, it was the least Dexx could do. “Luce, what more can you tell us about this fabulous gate, the key, and how to keep everything closed?”

Lucius shifted his attention to the window next to him.

“He’s a bit shy,” Balnore said cheerfully, wedged between Lucius and Alma. “Has been ever since he was a small boy. He’s got a lot to learn about how to communicate properly.” He emphasized those last two words directly into Lucius’ ear.

“I communicate fine, thank you.”

Balnore raised his eyebrows and snuggled in. “That’s apparent. If you’d communicated clearer, perhaps these guys wouldn’t’ve been so keen to kick you back to Hell.”

“I challenge you to do better. That place was a bloody trap. No way in. No way out. No one to talk to. No way to get a message off.”

Dexx made sure to pay most of his attention on the road. “So how’d Mike and Malika find you?”

“Mike and?” A confused frowned furrowed Lucius’ face. “Right. The witch and her boyfriend. I don’t know. Possibly through Sven.”

Paige’s wandering fingers stilled.

“Wait,” Dexx said. “Wasn’t that who you thought this was before we found out it was Lucius?”

She nodded.

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