Accidental Necromancer by N. E. Conneely

Author:N. E. Conneely [Conneely, N. E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: N. E. Conneely

Chapter Twelve

Narzel was laughing at me.

Or he hated me, and this was his method of revenge, one ruined night’s sleep at a time.

Shivering in Fabian because the heat hadn’t had time to get moving, I flipped on the turn signal. Early morning calls were becoming a habit, and if it kept up for much longer, I’d have to adjust my bedtime. Though, going to bed early enough to get my full eight hours would put me firmly in the old woman sleep pattern category. That would make dating tricky. Not many guys my age were keen on an eight o’clock curfew.

I parked along the same road as yesterday and retrieved my purification supplies before heading for the police line. After a few friendly words with the officer who’d been here yesterday too and seemed truly thrilled to be back, I headed over to Mitchell.

From ten feet away, she growled, “Just get on with it.”

No need to tell me twice. Not ten minutes later, I’d looked at the partly-eaten deer and purified everything. Just another day in the life.

“Same as before?”

“Yes.”

Mitchell swore. “Well, I don’t think you can do much more good here. Nash will pick up this body like the others, and maybe this time we’ll have enough evidence to do something useful.”

The three officers here with her wasn’t much compared to the crowd we’d attracted yesterday, and Mitchell looked like she was ready to start sleeping standing up. “Are you sure?”

“Go before I change my mind.”

I turned back to the cars, stashed my stuff, and debated what to do. Going home didn’t make much sense; my alarm would go off in an hour. Resigned to being at the office early again, I headed for the highway.

At least at five, the traffic wasn’t too bad, and I could get a prime parking spot. From there, it was me, a mostly empty building, and yet more paperwork. If anyone ever cursed me to be killed by the most tedious part of my job, I’d suffocate under a mountain of paper.

By the time everyone else was rolling into work, I’d finished the report and had moved onto reviewing all the notes on the cases. Maybe we’d missed something, or I’d find a way to track the werewolf. There had to be information that tied all of this together.

I clicked over to page two, and my phone rang. “Agent Pine.”

“It’s Nash. I have something you’ll want to see.” The humor and playfulness from last night had been replaced by the serious Nash I’d grown accustomed to.

“I’ll be there soon.” I picked up an extra-strong tea on my way over. It propped open my eyes, but it didn’t stop the fatigue that reminded me I’d lost a few of hours of sleep.

Like before, the receptionist sent me to Nash’s office alone. This time, the door was open, and I got a smile when I knocked. The pile of file boxes had been hidden under a green blanket. It must’ve been an improvement to him, because his eyes skated right over them without wincing.

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