Lord of the Feast by Tim Waggoner

Author:Tim Waggoner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: supernatural horror; gothic fantasy; dark fantasy; flame tree press; creepy stories; undead; fiction without frontiers
Publisher: Flame Tree Publishing
Published: 2024-02-23T12:54:48+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The bar became chaos after that. Half the patrons wanted to flee or hide, and the other half wanted to get at Mr. Yes and Mrs. No and tear out their goddamned hearts for killing two of their friends. No drew her gun, and she and Yes started blasting away. Blood sprayed the air and bodies fell one after the other.

Yes couldn’t think of a more pleasant way to spend an afternoon.

* * *

Ethan heard the first gunshot before he reached the door, and he ran the last few feet to get there. Not because he feared his brother and cousins were under attack – at least, that’s what he told himself – but because if they died, they couldn’t tell him where the parts of the Lord they possessed were being kept.

He yanked the door open and rushed inside.

The moment he set foot inside the bar, a man in a blue suit armed with a Glock spun toward him and fired. Without any conscious thought on Ethan’s part, his knife hand swept upward and he heard a metallic ping as the bullet was knocked aside.

Everyone in the bar stopped what they were doing and gaped at him.

“That was impressive,” said the woman standing next to the man who’d fired on Ethan. She wore a black suit and held a Glock. “Can you do it twice in a row?”

She raised her gun and fired. Once again, Ethan’s hand swept out and batted aside the bullet with his knife blade.

“I guess he can,” the man said.

The woman frowned. “By any chance are you Ethan Linton?”

Ethan was so stunned by what he had just done – when the hell had he become a super ninja? – that he almost didn’t understand the woman’s question.

“Uh, yeah. I am.”

“Caprice sent us to help you,” the man said. He lowered his weapon, and the woman did likewise. He nodded toward Ethan’s borrowed T-shirt. “Ready to rock and roll, huh? Cute.”

“Not as cute as those sandals, though,” the woman said.

Ethan ignored the two and allowed his knife hand to drop to his side. Seeing the man and woman reminded him that Caprice didn’t believe he was up to the job she’d given him. If he hadn’t still been trying to process the fact that he’d just deflected two bullets, he would’ve been extremely pissed off. As it was, he was only minorly irritated. But he was now more determined than ever to prove himself to Caprice, even if he died in the attempt.

He remembered then why he’d come here, and he looked around the bar, trying to see if he could spot Kate, Reyna, and Weston. But they weren’t among the people – living, dead, or wounded – present, and he was surprised by how relieved this made him.

“Do you know why I’ve come here?” he asked his ‘helpers’.

“Yes,” the woman said. “Your cousin owns this place, and she has something you want.”

“Something I need,” Ethan corrected. “And these people are all in my way. We need to get them out of here.

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