Magical Mysteries (Vegas ParanormalClub 66 Book 2) by C.C. Mahon

Author:C.C. Mahon [Mahon, C.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Allure
Published: 2019-10-20T06:00:00+00:00

22

Once again, Lola’s phone call pulled me from my bed at an indecent hour.

“You do remember I work nights?” I asked as I picked up.

“Oh, thank God, you’re alive.”

Fatigue pulled back fully.

“What do you mean, ‘I’m alive’? What did you expect to have happened to me?”

“Have you had breakfast?”

“No, I WAS SLEEPING.”

“Good. I’m sending you a picture.”

I rubbed my eyes before looking at my screen and swore.

“Do you understand why I was worried?” asked Lola’s voice.

The photo showed a young brunette, molded in a sparkly evening gown. Her hair up in a bun highlighted the thinness of her neck. She was lying on the pavement; one of her heels was placed near her bruised face. She looked like she could have been my sister.

I pressed my phone to my ear again. “Where did you find her?”

“A few streets away from your place,” said Lola. “Do you know her?”

“She was a dryad. I don’t know her name. She came to the club last night with Callum.”

This time, it was Lola’s turn to swear.

“That piece of shit went to see you? Are you okay?”

“Better than this girl,” I said. “Do they know what happened to her?”

“Her windpipe was crushed,” said Lola. “We’ll have to wait for the coroner to examine her to know more.”

“He took revenge on her,” I said.

“Revenge for what?”

I explained to her how Callum had wanted to “offer” me the dryad as a replacement for Agatha and how I—no, how Gertrude—had thrown him out.

“Gertrude!” I exclaimed. “I have to see if she’d okay. And Matteo…”

“Call Gertrude,” said Lola. “I’ll take care of Matteo, and I’ll call you back after.”

She hung up before I could object. Bah! With the personal guards provided by his father, the vampire was probably safer than the rest of us.

Gertrude didn’t have a cellphone. In any case, in the middle of the day she must have been sleeping soundly. I decided to go over to her place to make sure everything was as it should be.

I had Gertrude’s address on her work contract, but I had never been there. I let my phone’s GPS guide me to a squalid alleyway in a disadvantaged neighborhood. The building dated back to the ’70s and hadn’t been renovated since. In the lobby, I found a mailbox with Gertrude’s name and the tag “-1.”

A narrow stairwell led to a concrete basement, half parking lot and half technician’s area/garbage-storage area. In a corner, I noticed a poster of the first Star Wars movie on a door, a design one hundred percent from the ’70s. No doubt: I had found Gertrude.

I knocked and didn’t get a response. Sticking my ear to the door, I thought I heard a leaf blower. No, breathing, slow and regular. The troll was sleeping. Everything seemed to be in order.

I scribbled a short note. “I came by to see you, but you’re sleeping. Be careful. Carver could try to get revenge against you. Call me as soon as you get this message—Erica.”

I slid the note under the door and left, not without shooting several looks around me to make sure I was alone.

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