Louisiana Moon by Rhea Lani

Author:Rhea, Lani
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

17

Joe’s Bar offered a calm atmosphere, which was strange after the ominous effects outside. Kris scanned the interior. The few customers immersed in conversation sat at the bar with afternoon drinks and seemed regular enough. They puffed on cheap cigars and the smoke stunk.

“Let me look at the picture,” Darin whispered as he slid the paper from her grip.

The face on the paper she had memorized down to the scar above the man’s upper lip. Kris looked at the bartender, who swabbed a glass clean with a rag. And in return, he watched her as her strides led her across the wooden floor. She halted in front of the bar, placing her hands down firmly over the cool metal edge.

The man smirked as if he made her out as a pretty little lady who couldn’t hold a drink. “May I help you, darlin’?” His big pirate earrings jiggled as he continued cleaning.

She stared at him. His mustache-covered lips widened, revealing yellow, stained teeth. Decades of smoking reeked from him. She didn’t want to be in the man’s face much longer. “Yeah, looking for a man. Have you seen any recently?”

The man shook his head, scrunching his lips as he watched his hands circling the glass.

A lie. As she glanced about the room, she tapped fingers on the bar, searching for the fae. Her gaze narrowed from one person to the next. A few people stood in the corner throwing darts. The lone man at a close-by table didn’t fit the profile. The corner booth, opposite the dartboard, had a couple sipping drinks. The man at the booth had the same moss green eyes, but nothing more.

Kris turned back to the bartender. He worked on a new glass. As she watched the man’s deep russet eyes, she slipped the picture out of Darin’s hand.

“Are you sure you haven’t seen this man? Take a close look.” The man eyed her out of the corner of his eye. “See his slightly-pointed ears, sharp nose and dark green eyes? You can’t miss him.” She waggled the picture in front his face.

He shrugged and went back to cleaning. Maybe she’d have better luck shoving the paper down his throat.

“You’re barking up the wrong tree, lady. I don’t know this person, never seen this person, which means I can’t help. Do you want a drink or not? If not, get out.” He hiked a thumb toward the door.

His gaze lowered, so did hers, to a metal baseball bat. No chance in hell could the man grab it fast enough. He jerked in the direction.

She growled.

His trembling hand stopped a few inches from the bat.

“That’s right, I’m wolf. Where’s the fae?”

“I uh…I uh.” He swallowed over his rapidly bobbing Adam’s apple. “I believe I may have seen him.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

The barkeep’s stare drifted to her right. A long James Dean poster was stuck to the wall. A shadow beneath the poster moved. James Dean hid a door? “What’s behind the poster?”

He licked his lips. “A room.

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