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“Where—” she said, speechless. “How did you loosen those wards?”
I shrugged. “Don’t be silly, Chas. You must have released them with the tugging.”
She cocked her head and gave me the stink eye, but there was no sense in getting ahead of the story. And the way my BFF stared at me, she wanted it immediately.
I sat at the table, picked up the two chosen beers, and held them to her, waggling them in my hand. “Strawberry or Raspberry. It’s strawberry jelly in the sandwiches, so choose accordingly.”
She reached for the strawberry, still giving me doubtful glances. I twisted off the cap.
“Wait,” she protested. “I know that beer. You need a bottle opener to pop the cap.”
Oops. I did not want to showcase my new abilities to my friend like this.
I held the brown bottle to her. “Take it. The meaning will become clear in the fullness of time.”
She gave me another uncertain glance, but I know my gal. She's curious as hell. I pushed the PB&Js toward her, but she waved them away.
“Spill, woman.”
“Well, I got this job—”
“It always starts with a job with you.”
“Are you done being snarky?” I said, arching an eyebrow.
Chastity held up her hands.
“Fine.”
“I got sent to the bayou to locate a magical object. Kye and the pack were there looking for it, too.”
“What? Why?”
“I don’t know. They were pretty interested in it. Kye and I went a few skirmish rounds.”
“What? The bastard.”
I pulled off the top of my beer and took a sip. Flavor notes of dried fruit, coffee, and dark chocolate slid over my tongue. Dagon knew his beers.
“Okay, so what happened?”
“It was a bad fight. I got the artifact but landed in the bayou and nearly drowned.”
“What!”
“But, as it turns out my employer was there. And he scared off the pack and plucked me from the water.”
Chastity put her beer on the table and stared at me. “The whole pack and Kye? Who is this guy?”
The corners of my mouth twitched.
“Dagon Thorn.”
Chastity's eyes got as wide as saucers. She began muttering in Creole and crossing herself, invoking the names of several Voodin saints.
“So you know the guy.”
“Mon cher, what did you get into?” she said indignantly as if I insulted her with my association with Thorn.
