Demon Hunt by A. Blythe

Author:A. Blythe [Blythe, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Mythology & Folk Tales, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, New Adult & College, Paranormal & Urban, Fairy Tales
Amazon: B01MQMOD6O
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2016-12-02T22:00:00+00:00

I headed straight for the shower to cleanse the smell of sweat and mobster from my skin. Farah was waiting in my bedroom when I emerged from the bathroom.

“You’re dripping water everywhere,” she said, pointing to the trail of water droplets behind me.

“Sorry, I’m still an amateur with a towel.” B.C. (Before Cuffs), I could dry myself off with the snap of my fingers. Now it was manual labor.

I noticed the hanger in her hands. “What do you have there?”

The dress was dark green and sculpted by gathers. It was clearly designed to flaunt every curve I had.

“For your date tonight. I saw this in the window of a boutique near Rittenhouse and it called your name.”

I touched the soft, forgiving fabric. “Farah, you shouldn’t have. You know I’m trying to dissuade him.”

“Please don’t. You two would be quite the power couple.”

My gaze shifted to my cuffs. “Only half of us, remember?”

“Wear the dress,” Farah insisted. “You used to love getting decked out. Just because you can’t summon designer duds doesn’t mean you can’t wear them.”

“No, the fact that I have no money means I can’t wear them.” I finished drying off and went to the dresser for a bra and underpants.

“I have enough money for both of us,” Farah said. “And Luciano seems to have an open wallet policy. If I even mention something in passing, he asks if I want it.”

At the mention of Luciano, I tensed up.

“What’s with the shoulder squeeze?” Farah asked.

I flashed her an innocent look as I slipped the dress over my head. “What do you mean?”

“You did that thing,” Farah said and imitated my tense shoulders.

I adjusted the neckline so that my bra wasn’t exposed. “Niko and Mickey paid me a visit today. It seems your interactions with Luciano have made the rounds of the sewing circle.”

Farah plopped back on the bed. “They’re asking for Rocco?”

“For O’Leary. He’s concerned about possible friction between Rocco and Luciano. He wants to know if your relationship is going to be a problem for them.”

Farah scoffed. “Why don’t they ask Luciano?”

“Asking me saves face.” I ran a comb through my wet hair. Now that the humidity had calmed down, so had my frizz-prone locks.

Farah hugged the pillow to her chest. “Do you think they’re going to have a duel or something?”

I laughed. “I don’t think members of the crime syndicate are known to duel, but their sense of honor is real. If Rocco feels disrespected by you both, that’s a problem.”

I threaded a pair of hoops through my earlobes.

“What should I do?” Farah asked. “Do you think I should talk to Rocco?”

“Talk to Luciano first. If you two are completely casual and you’re going to find some other arm candy next week, then maybe it would be wise to move on sooner rather than later. Save everyone a huge headache.”

“I didn’t plan to ditch Rocco for another mobster,” Farah said and groaned. “Why is this city so small?”

“To be fair, you didn’t ditch Rocco for Luciano. I think you need to make sure that part is clear.

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