Storm a-Brewin' (Eastwind Witches Book 8) by Nova Nelson

Storm a-Brewin' (Eastwind Witches Book 8) by Nova Nelson

Author:Nova Nelson [Nelson, Nova]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Urban Fantasy
Publisher: FFS Media
Published: 2018-10-23T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

Though I told Tanner he didn’t need to be there and should go get some sleep, he insisted on being present for the second inspection. He did still technically co-own Medium Rare with me, even if his role was limited, so he had a right to be there if he wanted.

Grim’s feet kicked in his sleep while he lay on his side beneath the countertop, no doubt dreaming of hunting something horrifying in the Deadwoods. It was times like these when I missed having a cell phone on hand the most: if I could have recorded his big dumb legs flopping around like that, I would’ve had blackmail on him for a while. If he refused to do what I wanted, I could simply threaten to show it to Monster, Tanner’s familiar and, I strongly suspected, Grim’s secret crush. Even if she wasn’t his crush, he wouldn’t want her to see anything that would make him seem anything less than a gargantuan death omen with a no-care attitude.

But alas, I didn’t have a recording device like that on hand.

And, obviously, there were more important matters to attend to.

The mayor and high priestess didn’t bother coming to this inspection, though that probably meant they felt they’d gotten their point across to me and had no doubts that their man would do as he was told without their supervision.

Alfred, the same inspector as the day before, didn’t just check the area that had failed inspection the first time, but he did another full sweep of the place, which took way longer than I had the patience for. “Can’t you just check underneath the table? I spent, like, hours scrubbing it clean yesterday, so I know it’s good.”

He was on hands and knees underneath the corner booth, where Ted usually sat, and he backed out slowly to look over his shoulder at me. “Not the protocol, sorry. It’s always tricky with silver dust. What was clean one day can be unclean the next, thanks to the spread of residue. The contaminated area could have circulated through the air to another location. Have to do a full sweep.”

I rolled my eyes and looked at Tanner. He remained in moderate spirits, but I could tell he was starting to doubt his decision to come with rather than sleep. His hazel eyes were bloodshot, and one lid drooped lower than the other.

“You can leave, weirdo,” I said, nudging him playfully where we sat on stools at the countertop. “You don’t have anything to prove.”

He shook his head. “No, I’ll stay.” He leaned closer and whispered, “That explanation reeked of unicorn swirls. Something’s up.”

“Is that the deputy talking?” I whispered back.

He nodded confidently. “I’m learning a thing or two.”

“For what it’s worth, my Insight was telling me about the same.”

Once the inspector crawled out from under the last table, having already covered the ceiling, walls, countertop, random equipment surfaces, and windows, he dusted off his pants, pulled off his gloves, and stuffed them into his pants.

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