Spell Blind by David B. Coe

Author:David B. Coe [Coe, David B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Contemporary, Urban, Paranormal
Publisher: Baen
Published: 2015-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

“The place,” turned out to be a Mexican dive in the western part of Mesa, on a side street off of Southern. I had to hand it to her: it was one of the few Mexican restaurants in this part of the Phoenix area that I didn’t know, and it was crowded with a mix of university students and Latino families. I had no doubt that the food would be excellent

Upon returning to the city, though, I felt myself growing tense again. I made us wait for a table in the back of the restaurant, though there were a couple of open ones near the front when we arrived. And then I insisted on sitting against the back wall, so that I could watch the door and windows.

By the time we were seated and the waitress was handing us our menus, Billie was frowning at me. No half-smile either. This was all frown.

“What was that all about?” she asked.

“What?”

“That bit with the table? The fact that you practically raced me over here so that you could sit in that chair?”

“I don’t like to sit with my back to the door,” I said, trying to keep my voice light. “I’m sure you’ve seen enough detective flicks to know that I’m not the first person to be like that.”

“That’s a load of crap, Fearsson. What’s this about?”

I put down the menu and met her gaze. “I really don’t like to have my back to the door. And since this case has started, I’ve had the feeling, at times, that I’m being watched, followed.” Hunted.

“Do you think you’re . . . in danger?” Her frown deepened. “I feel so weird even saying it. Now I feel like I’m in one of those movies.”

I rubbed a hand over my face. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I’m scared for you, not for myself.”

Hadn’t Namid said much the same thing? Nice to know everyone was so worried about me.

“I appreciate that. I don’t know if I’m in danger or not. I haven’t been threatened or anything like that. I haven’t even seen anyone following me. It’s a feeling; nothing more.” I picked up the menu again and shook my head, eager to find some way—any way—to reassure her. “Who knows? Maybe it’s the strain of working a murder case again. I’m getting paranoid.”

She still wasn’t reading her menu. “Was that a problem for you before? Paranoia?”

“No.”

“I didn’t think so. You don’t seem like the paranoid type. And you also don’t seem like the type to act this way unless you were really concerned.”

Did I mention that she was smart?

“You’re right,” I said. “That’s why I wanted to sit back here, and why I feel better having a view of the door and the street.”

“Should we leave?”

I shook my head. “No. That would be giving in to my fear, and that’s exactly what I don’t want to start doing.”

She nodded.

“So what’s good here?” I asked.

Billie smiled and picked up her menu. “Everything.”

As it turned out, the food was great and the place had Dos Equis Amber on tap, which you don’t find in a lot of restaurants.

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