(eng) Mur Lafferty - Shambling Guides 02 by Ghost Train to New Orleans

Author:Ghost Train to New Orleans [Orleans, Ghost Train to New]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Later, Zoë would muse that she was being punished for allowing herself to have fun and get drunk. She had let her guard down once, and now she was paying.

As she opened the door to Freddie’s Ready B and B, Freddie Who’s Always Ready met her with a phone in his hand.

“It surprises me that modern ladies these days don’t have cell phones,” Freddie said. “I got my first cell phone when they came out, I said, Freddie, you’re gonna need this kind of technology. I knew it was important. It was about the size of a brick. My grandfather thought it was the devil, but I knew better. Did I tell you about him? He was a voodoo priest, and—”

“The phone, Freddie?” Zoë interrupted.

“Right. This is Public Works, for you. Get a cell phone, is my advice right there,” he said.

“I have one, I just don’t give my number out to everyone who asks for it,” she said, but Freddie had retreated inside, clearly away from whatever drama followed Zoë.

She stepped inside the door and was distracted immediately by the sound of a Norse goddess’s sobs.

She looked down and saw Eir crouched in the hallway, her back against the wall, her thick white arms covered in fur and blood from cradling the body of a dead cat.

“I couldn’t save him,” she said. “I tried everything, even the primitive things they taught me in medical school. Nothing worked.”

“Hello? Hello? Zoë, are you there?” the phone demanded.

“Yeah, what is it?” Zoë said, confused.

“This is Christian from Public Works. Since you were kind enough to inform me of your presence here today, I wanted to let you know that there’s a warrant out for a visiting vampire that matches the description of one of your writers. There’s been a murder. They’re sending someone over.”

“Wait, what? How do you know about my team, you don’t even know who is with me?” Zoë asked, looking around for Kevin.

“Ms. Norris.” The voice had lost all sex appeal, perhaps he had eaten, or perhaps it was just that she couldn’t see him. It was placating and slow, as if he were speaking to a child. Or a tired, drunk human. “Public Works sees a lot more than any coterie expects. I thought you would know that.”

Zoë closed her eyes. Of course, Public Works had eyes and ears for misbehaving coterie, just like New York. The cats.

She swore to herself. “Hang on a second, we’ve got a little chaos here.” She dropped her hand to her side and looked at the sobbing goddess and the dead cat.

Gwen knelt by Eir, stroking her head. Her black eyes focused on Zoë. “Bygul is dead. Kevin is missing. We have a problem.”

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