Judgment Has Fallen: A Kurtherian Gambit Series (Reclaiming Honor Book 3) by Sloan Justin & Anderle Michael

Author:Sloan, Justin & Anderle, Michael [Sloan, Justin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Capital Square

Cammie refused to go back to Enforcer HQ until she found something. Anything. Sure, Royland had to go back, or at least find somewhere to hide out during the day, but she had no excuses aside from the need for rest.

Even rest was, in her opinion, overrated. She had stopped by her underground fortress to check in there, grab some beef jerky and an apple, and then went back to the streets.

Instead of hoping to pick up a scent, however, she figured she would try another tactic.

Jackson.

She had found him at the hotdog vendor, the night sky pushed back here by all the bright lights and billboards. He stopped to speak to a crowd of people about how the city was theirs again, and treated them each to a dog, until the vendor was out and had to close shop to go scrounge up some more.

It was cute how he had lingered by a shoe stall, eyes on a pair of Pumas, just like the ones Valerie wore.

But that didn’t change her suspicion. She’d always heard of Jackson Mercer while roaming the streets of this city. He wasn’t just some nobody, some summer fling for Valerie and then that was it—he was one of the eight faction leaders. The men and women Strake had always been so worried about keeping in check, too scared to simply do away with because of the power they held.

It was even rumored that they, or their parents before them in some cases, had been around before Strake came to power. Back then they all fought for control of the Eight Points, a part of the city that Strake had quickly taken for his own as a symbolic gesture. There was to be no more fighting.

Well then Valerie came along and did away with Strake, and in the process the faction leaders were in hiding or killed off, all but Jackson Mercer.

How he’d managed to weasel his way into the heart of the most powerful woman—or vampire—in Old New York, Cammie could not possibly fathom.

Sure, he was a good looking dude. And he had power. And, judging by that look at those shoes, he had a bit of a heart to him.

But…

She watched as he led his throng of followers across the square, said his farewells, and then entered a building with a handful of them still in tow.

He was the one man outside of Enforcer HQ with influence left in this city. If he didn’t know where Ella was, maybe nobody would. The only problem, of course, was that Valerie would probably punch her in the throat if she found out this was happening. A good ear flicking was fine, but a vampire punch to the throat?

Not so much.

So, Cammie had to be sneaky.

Moving along the side of the square, she went to the building Jackson had entered and then ran around to the side. Here she found an old door to the kitchen, the type that are in the cellar, and worked her way in.

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