Hunter's Revenge: A Mayhem of Magic World Story (Rebel, Supernatural Bounty Hunter Book 2) by Nicole Zoltack

Hunter's Revenge: A Mayhem of Magic World Story (Rebel, Supernatural Bounty Hunter Book 2) by Nicole Zoltack

Author:Nicole Zoltack [Zoltack, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

There has to be another way out of here, but before I can turn around to check, footsteps sound in the front room.

I mutter a curse, tuck away my weapons, and go to the front to head off whoever it.

“Hi,” I say cheerfully. Oh, man, I hope there isn’t any blood on me.

“Who are you?” the man asks suspiciously. He’s a dwarf, I think, but if he is, he’s partially something else because he’s the tallest one I’ve ever seen.

“I’m Rebel.”

“Rebel?” His eyes narrow. “That bounty hunter. Why are you here?”

“I don’t know if you know this, but Tate’s used my services before.”

“Yes, and he also hates your—”

“He hates my frown,” I say smoothly.

“Don’t make me laugh,” he says darkly as he removes twin daggers. “If Tate doesn’t come out right now—”

“Tate’s not here.”

“He would never leave the shop in the hands of someone like you.”

“Someone like me?” My hands are itching for a weapon. It’s a matter of time before he attacks me.

“Someone who betrayed him.”

With that growl, the dwarf reaches inside his beard and removes a small axe. Seriously? An axe? Hidden inside his beard? He’s a walking cliché.

But he’s seriously strong, and the blow of his axe against the angel blade makes my arms shake and my teeth clatter. He may be small, but he’s mighty, and I don’t have time for this.

“It’s a shame what I had to do to Tate,” I remark as I try to circle the dwarf. I need to get around him if I’m to jet out of here, which is the goal. I didn’t come here intended to spill blood, and I won’t spill it again.

Unless I have no choice.

“He was a good man,” the customer says through gritted teeth.

“Good men don’t attack women without provocation.”

“You sentenced the women he loved to be imprisoned for the rest of her life.”

“I have many clients, and I can’t keep track of who’s dating who. There’s no show about who’s dating which supernatural being, so I’m not exactly in the loop. Sorry.”

“You should have—”

“No. You have no right to tell me what I should and shouldn’t have done. You aren’t my keeper, and I won’t have you judge me.”

“You’ve killed—” he started to shout.

“I’ve done what was required of me.”

“You killed Tate, didn’t you?”

“Did you forget the whole ‘good men don’t attack women without provocation’ thing?” I ask dryly.

“So you admit it!”

“I admit nothing.”

The dwarf gives a wild yell and swings his weapon. I sidestep and then don’t stop running, racing past the dwarf and heading straight through the still-open front door.

Before I can open the driver’s side door, someone else approaches, someone familiar this time.

Someone who immediately starts wailing.

It’s Sesse the banshee.

Is she keening me, or is she keening and mourning the death of her lover Dimitri?

Either way, I didn’t want to have to deal with her. Not right now. Not when there’s a very angry dwarf ready to come after me.

“Not right now, Sesse,” I snap.

The banshee stops wailing, hisses, and storms off.


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