Deadly Curiosities by Martin Gail Z

Author:Martin, Gail Z. [Martin, Gail Z.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Solaris
Published: 2014-06-21T21:00:00+00:00

JUST MY LUCK: the next day was bright and clear, not too hot, and a perfect day for tourists to explore the Historic District. Teag and I were exhausted from the previous night. It had taken me an extra half an hour and a whole container of concealer to cover up the visible evidence of the fight at the warehouse. My entire body was bruised, and I was covered with cuts, scratches and nasty-looking claw marks.

Teag wore a long-sleeved shirt despite how hot it was, and he moved like his back hurt. I remembered how the ghosts had shredded his shirt and the skin beneath it, and I winced just watching him move.

It figured that for the first time all week, we were slammed with customers almost from the time I opened the door in the morning.

“How long did it take to get all the sawdust out of your hair this morning?” Teag asked sotto voce.

I rolled my eyes. “Who says I got it all out?” Sawdust was still sprinkled all over my bathroom floor from my attempts to get it out of my hair, my clothing, even my eyebrows.

“Did you get rid of all the splinters?” I whispered.

Teag sighed. “No, and I swear I’ve got them everywhere – and I do mean, everywhere.”

“TMI!” I protested, but I could relate. When I took off my clothes, fine splinters poked through the fabric of my jeans, my hoodie, even my socks. My whole body itched, and no amount of lotion had helped.

Business was so brisk, I didn’t even have time to run out and pick up lunch, so we ordered pizza delivery and grabbed bites in between customers. All the while, my mind kept going over everything that happened at the warehouse. I was sure that the next step was finding out more about the missing salvage crew. There might be more unknowns, but that seemed to be the logical next step.

Since I was functioning on only a few hours sleep, I promised myself that the elusive clues would surface once I got some rest. In the meantime, I tried to keep myself alert with conversation, coffee and a few trips to the washroom to splash cold water on my face when my energy began to droop.

As the customers browsed, I wondered whether Sorren was still recovering in the lightless safe room beneath the shop. It wouldn’t be good for business if customers knew we had a vampire in the basement. I finally gave up worrying, and figured that Sorren would heal and feed again on his own schedule.

In between sales, I surreptitiously began making notes on a list by the register of key points we knew about all the haunted objects. The day sailed by, and I gauged how time passed by how full the coffee pot was. Finally, I was down to the dregs, of the day, the pot, and my energy level.

Five o’clock rolled around, and the last customers chose their treasures, paid the bill, and ambled off in search of dinner.

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