Inner Sanctuary: Book Three of the Sanguire by Redhawk D Jordan

Author:Redhawk, D Jordan [Redhawk, D Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: azw
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
ISBN: 9781594933103
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2012-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

“I’m going to drop this rock over the side. Bet I could hit that Human in the red baseball cap!”

Slightly alarmed, Whiskey sat up in her lawn chair, bare feet scraping the rough stone tile of The Davis Group’s roof. “No, you’re not!”

Zebediah gave her an aggrieved look, pausing in his attempt to properly aim his projectile. “Why not? I probably won’t get him anyway.”

Whiskey wondered when she had become a parent and how to change the fact. Before she could respond, Daniel spoke for her. “Dropping a rock from this height is just as damaging as shooting a bullet.”

“Nothing heavier than ping-pong balls.” Whiskey gave Zebediah a stern look. She relaxed when he grumbled at the restriction and returned to hanging half over the side of the sixteen-story building to watch pedestrians and traffic below.

In an attempt to discover new scenery today, the pack had taken over the roof. Electrical cords snaked from the elevator shaft tower behind them, powering a high quality stereo and a small bar refrigerator, both appropriated from Whiskey’s apartment. Ugula Aga’us Anthony had made an emergency trip to Costco, his purchases resulting in a wading pool, several deck chairs, a barbecue grill and assorted lawn toys. He had nixed the outdoor fireplace, the weather being too warm. Besides, tenants and workers in the surrounding taller buildings might overexcite themselves at the sight of fire on their neighbor’s roof. The pack had set up their impromptu camp on the opposite side of the building from Whiskey’s apartment, revealing the unfamiliar view of the city and the northwest hills. Though the day was warm, the overcast sky gave them a break from painful shards of sunlight. By the looks of things on the horizon, it wouldn’t be long before the cloud cover would burn off. Soon, sunshine would drive them back inside. Until then it was a perfect morning.

Whiskey smiled, taking a drink from her beer. All we need is some sand, and we can have a beach party.

To one side Daniel taught Chaniya the fine tradition of lawn darts with the aid of Alphonse. They’d had to improvise, removing the tips from the darts so as not to damage the decorative stone layering the rooftop. Nupa had come up with the idea of using pool chalk from the recreation level to more easily mark where a dart landed. He sat beside Whiskey, nursing a bottle of beer. The only pack mate missing was Cora. Whiskey assumed she was with her current paramour, Anthony. He had disappeared soon after delivering his purchases, content with the presence of six Aga’gída scattered about the roof alert for any threat. In any case, it had been a couple of hours since his disappearance. Whiskey had sent Andri off in search of both of them when he had delivered sandwiches a little while ago.

“What happened there?” Nupa pointed the neck of his bottle at a large bruise on Whiskey’s thigh.

Whiskey rubbed the injury. “Just something I picked up this morning at practice.

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