The Asylum Interviews: Trixie (A 0.6) by Drake Jocelynn

Author:Drake, Jocelynn [Drake, Jocelynn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-12-31T13:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

In this world, it’s usually pretty hard to get a strange look while in the grocery store, even if it is nearly midnight. You can walk in wearing footie pajamas covered in little yellow ducks and pick up a quart of blood, a container of ram hearts, and crackers, and no one will bat an eye at it. However, if you walk in and pick up more than a dozen boxes of cereal and nothing else, apparently the cashier is going to look at you like you’re the local pedophile throwing a slumber party. I just smiled at the nosy bitch as I paid. To hell with them. I wasn’t about to walk into my next meeting empty-handed.

I had my protection against a painful death from Chester. Now I needed to find where the nest was located. And to do that, I had to see someone who really knew this city, someone who spent his days and nights watching the city and its inhabitants. Unfortunately, they weren’t the friendliest group, hence the bribe/peace-offering of cereal.

Lindner Tower was the tallest building in the city, sitting in the middle of downtown. The skyscraper was finished in the 1950s, and was a mix of silvery steel and cold concrete as it soared above the world. It managed to be foreboding as well as elegant. It had none of the glass sparkle or curving lines the other buildings possessed, but was more of a regal relic from a day almost forgotten in the modern push forward.

Parking was a bit of a pain, as most of the night shift had already started, making the city garages crowded, but I managed to maneuver my way to the top of the tower through with a mix of luck, sweet talk, and a little grease on the palms. I put down my plastic grocery bags filled with family-sized cereal boxes with a sigh and looked around. The large rooftop was empty as far as I could tell. The light along the side of the building illuminated the rooftop some, but there were shadows by the storage building that it couldn’t pierce. I stayed in the center of the rooftop, fighting the shivering that was starting as brisk winds swept up the building and across the roof, ruffling my hair. They weren’t gone, just waiting and watching. I could get them to come out. If I could count on one thing, it was that gargoyles loved cereal.

Bending over, I pulled one colorful box out of the bag and gave it a shake, causing the crunchy frosted bits inside to rattle. “Come on out, guys! I’m alone and I brought breakfast,” I called out. I gave it another shake and waited. There was a scratching of talons on concrete, but no one appeared. Setting the box on the ground, I turned back to my collection of bags to dig out another box. While my head was down, I felt a whoosh of wind beside me and the scrape of cardboard along the ground.

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