Bad Girls Break Bridges by S.L. Choi

Author:S.L. Choi
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781648984167
Publisher: City Owl Press

22

BLOOD, GUTS, MORE BLOOD

“Was the red bow really necessary?” Mae asked as we stepped through the portal, onto the penthouse balcony.

Unable to hide my self-satisfied grin, I bent to unlace my boots. “We needed to bind those moon fae before we tossed them in the dungeon. Is it my fault those fairies only had sheets?”

“No,” Mae said, following me inside. I watched with envy as she slid the blades out from the hidden, outside holsters in her boots, and then unzipped the panels on the inside of her calves. “But it is your fault we spent an hour hunting down every scrap of red cloth they possessed.”

“What can I say, perfection is my middle name.” My communication crystal vibrated from inside a jacket pocket. Light, musical bells tickled the air.

Y’sindra blew past me and cannonballed onto the sofa. “A perfect pain in the ass, maybe. You’re gonna replace every sheet, towel, and tunic you borrowed.”

“I thought Lo was training them for stealth. What do they need red anything for?” I swiped my thumb across the crystal before she could do more than squeak a retort. My gaze shifted to the moon fae I hated-grew to respect-grew to like-hated again. “Before you say anything, you’re welcome, Duskmere.”

Duskmere rarely showed emotion, but I could virtually feel the gratitude radiating through the crystal connection. “Malaney Callaghan.”

He bit off my name. Nope, that was anger. Still an emotion, but opposite end of the spectrum.

“Duskmere Blademoon,” I retorted and he blinked. I’d bet a whole package of Ho Hos he hadn’t thought I knew his full name.

Jaw working, he glared. “Why are there two and a half trussed corrupt in my dungeon?”

“Yeah, sorry about the half part. I thought I could get that last guy through the portal.” I looked at the front of my blood splattered legs, I’d almost made it home from a job gore-free.

“That does not explain what they are doing here.” Duskmere’s teeth were clenched so tight he was going to crack a molar.

From the sofa, the peanut gallery—otherwise known as Y’sindra—snorted. “Look who’s got some explaining to do now.”

“I told you it was a bad idea,” Mae called from the kitchen.

Duskmere’s eye twitched. This was the most fun I’d had in weeks. I strolled to my favorite chair, scooted into its depths, and crossed my feet on an ottoman. “I thought you’d appreciate the gift. Delivered with a red bow and all.”

His nostrils flared. “You sent two prisoners into a dungeon cell without any knowledge of its occupants or if it was even locked.”

“Listen, if you go around leaving your cell doors unlocked, that sounds like a you problem.” I made a show of tapping a talon to my chin. “No, wait. It’s also a me problem since I put most of your prisoners there.”

“Now, you listen to me—”

“No.” I flung my legs from the ottoman and sat forward. “You listen to me.”

“My man, Duskmere said the wrong thing.” Y’sindra raised her voice. “Shoulda just said thank you.”

I jabbed a finger at the projection of Duskmere above my palm.

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