The Hand of Kali Box Set Vol 2 by T G Ayer

Author:T G Ayer [Ayer, T G]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinite Ink Publishing
Published: 2019-11-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Maya tried and failed to shake the sodden strands of her hair out of her face, then sent a dark glare toward Mirov who was currently hunkered down a few feet away in the shadows behind a line of battered—and decidedly odorific—trashcans, soaked to the skin from the slow, steady rain which hadn’t let up since they’d arrived.

Crouching in the midnight shadows, steeped in the aroma of week-old rot, Maya was in no mood to drape calm over herself as she'd been taught. Reiki or not, nothing would help her nerves, not now when danger lay just across the street from her and her team.

This was no time for calm.

Sabala sat beside her, as still as a black marble statue, liquid obsidian eyes traveling the street and scanning Maya and the team intermittently.

Maya wasn’t complaining—Sabala had come in handy on numerous occasions, especially with his demon-detecting senses always at the ready to support her own newfound skills. And right now, both their senses were twanging.

The hellhound’s ears stood on end, his lips raised on a silent growl which could only mean he’d sensed magical activity across the street. At least they weren’t here on a wild goose chase, though all Maya wanted to do was get in, complete the recon and get home.

A few feet away on Maya’s right, Joss was shifting from one foot to the other, transferring the strain from one of her thigh muscles to the other before flexing her foot to get the blood flowing again. Maya had performed the very same exercise half a dozen times in the twenty minutes since they'd arrived and submerged themselves in shadows across the street from Dolly's Toys & Games.

A thick darkness blanketed the front of the toyshop, though the packed interior was dimly lit every few minutes; the revolving light cast by a toy lighthouse perched on a back wall had obliged the team by intermittently throwing a dull glow upon the rows of shelves stuffed with toys. Although meagre, the little lighthouse beacon provided the team with a view of the shop, confirming the storefront was clear of all demonic activity.

The basement was another story altogether.

The team had dressed in full tactical gear, black sweaters, cargo pants, army-boots and beanies—which Maya had refused to use, thus the rain-soaked hair. And, though they were also somewhat protected by their thin bullet-and magic-proof vests, and had come kitted out with full weaponry, this whole thing was just a dress rehearsal.

The sudden mission was supposed to have been a training exercise, just a run-of-the-mill practice session to see how well both girls performed in the field; testing Joss's response times—which in Maya's opinion were perfect as the girl was a freaking natural—and also monitoring how much control Maya had over her fire after weeks of practicing.

As yet, they hadn’t had the chance to find out.

The girls and Mirov had approached the designated address where the kids were suspected of an attempt to summon a low-level rakshasa demon, and since

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