Page 29 of Discord
She just smirked at me and tossed her hair over her shoulder.
“I’ve already introduced Killian to Greek food. I think I’ll have Indian delivered this time. Keep me posted, okay? You’re in some serious shit. I have a ton of shit at the museum that we could use on Silvaria for hurting your boyfriends.”
I fucking loved my sister.
“When it happens, it’s going to be epic. The library is usually quiet this time of year. Instead of reading, I’m going to be plotting her demise.”
“We’ll all help,” Felix said.
“It’s time she realized what she did by raising the God of Chaos,” Reyson said. “Things are going to get way more difficult for her than just that demon deal and her shipping container being found. I’ve been watching her… it’s high time to introduce a little chaos in her life.”
Silvaria was fucked, but we still needed to worry about her army and the demon she was working with. For now, we needed to recover and regroup.
21
Balthazar
Felix got his Taco Bell, and man, I wasn’t even mad about it. You couldn’t always have dinner prepared by a Mexican vampire priest. I’d never tell Pablo… because he’d kill me, but those Dorito tacos hit the spot sometimes, even if they weren’t even remotely authentic!
It was easy to forget Reyson hadn’t been around until recently, and Felix had been trapped as a cat until Ripley did things like order massive amounts of food to be delivered. It was fuckingweirdwatching a god get excited about cheesy potatoes.
I knew we would all be going to bed soon. I wasn’t nearly as tired as the witches, but carrying an entire demon was exhausting, even if Talvath wasn’t that big. Still, I knew Kaine. Inevercalled him, not unless it was strictly necessary, because I didn’t rat my clients out. He knew as sure as shit that if I called him to look at something, it was dire.
His grumpy dragon ass probably went out there himself and roasted a few bitches. I wished I had been there to see that. He nearly lit my ass up when he thought I was breaking into that warehouse. I barely got it out that I was working for the family and the girl the bureau was looking for was inside.
I’d let him take credit for that bust. The family thought we’d worked together, and, as a thanks to both of us, they’d kept my name out of it. IlikedKaine. He was this grumpy dragon, and he’d adopted his best friend’s daughter after they died in a car accident. He had a soft side. The girl was super into ballet, and he’d built her a ballet studio in his garage. He talked about her all the time.
Ripley said Ravyn would be watching television, hoping the bust was televised, but I already knew it wouldn’t be. Kaine was going to keep that out of the news, so no one got tipped off. His agents would swoop in and start rounding everyone up.
I couldn’twaituntil he busted Silvaria. She was a nasty witch, and she’d hurt Gabriel and Bram. Well, actually I kind of hoped we got to her first so we could kill her. I didn’t want to eat her, because I had a feeling she had some nasty ass blood, but I wouldn’t mind ripping her head off and going bowling with it.
My cell phone rang. I was waiting for that. I knew Kaine was going to call me before he called Ravyn.
“What the fuck, Balthazar? What are you into this time?”
Ooh, he was mad. He didn’t even say hello. He never did when he was pissed.
“Well, I met a lovely witch at the Library of the Profane. One of their board members is kind of a bitch. That was her shipping container, but it felt like there was some equally nasty shit being kept there.”
“Care to tell me how there was a headless revenant that hadn’t been burned, and burnt sigils none of my witches or warlocks recognized? Fuck, Balthazar. Sometimes, I wish you’d just call me about a cat stuck in a tree!”
“Don’t dragons eat cats?”
Felix hissed at me, and Kaine let out a little growl.
“You know I don’t eat cats, you little shit, but I’m happy to make a trip to the Library of the Profane to eat a vampire.”
“I’m gamey and would taste awful.”
“Balthazar!” Kaine roared. “Stop being you for a minute and focus. Iwillhaul your ass in here in broad daylight to give a statement. How will all your little criminal friends feel if they think you’re a narc?”
“You wouldn’t!”
“I’d give a fucking press conference afterward about it, too… don’t test me. I like you, most of the time, but that shipping container you sent me to is fucking creepy, and the others that we haven’t searched have all my witches on high alert. Stop dicking around.”
Maybe I shouldn’t have called him. Yeah, most of the shit I did for money was highly illegal, but I always did it for a good cause. I could do things the Paranormal Investigation Bureau couldn’t legally do. I turned down work all the fucking time, no matter how much money they wanted to throw at me.
It all came down to this Spiderman thing, you know, ‘With great power comes great responsibility.’ I love comic books, and some of the things people wanted me to help them with were some Batman villain shit… like Silvaria, I just needed to come up with her villain name.
