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I glance over my shoulder at Darius, who gives an almost imperceptible lift of his shoulders.
Body retrieval isn’t that challenging—when there’s a body to retrieve—and the Bone Yard is only a few blocks to search. It shouldn’t take long to find out where Jimmy met his end.
At least Mrs. Lewis will have closure.
I slide the check back into the folder and close it. "We’ll find your husband, but we make no guarantee that we’ll bring him back alive. Understood?”
Tears fill her eyes, but she nods jerkily. “I just need to know what’s happened to him.”
Nodding, I stand and motion for her to follow me from the office. “Meredith will walk you out. If you need a referral to a rehab clinic, she can provide you with one. We have places that are state-funded.”
Having her in lockdown when she finds out Jimmy’s dead might prevent her from overdosing in her grief.
Meredith takes her hands and smiles gently. “Staying sober is your goal, right? For your new life? I’ll get a car to take you to a nice place.”
Mrs. Lewis nods and follows her out, casting nervous glances back until they disappear down the hallway that leads to the psychic shop that acts as a front for our agency.
I turn to Darius. “Call the coroner’s office to make sure they don’t already have a body matching Jimmy’s description in their fridge.”
His brow arches. “Do you really think you’ll find him there?”
I shrug. “It’s better to cover our bases. There’s always the chance Jimmy got cold feet when he made it to the Bone Yard and turned around.”
Darius grunts, as skeptical as I am. If Jimmy was heading to the Bone Yard with a pocket full of angel feathers, there’s no way he chickened out. Not with that kind of fortune at his fingertips.
I check the time before wiggling my mouse to turn on my computer. “I’ll file a hunting license with the Demon Clerk’s Office while you make your calls.”
While the human world may not care about Jimmy the drug dealer, I still need to submit a form on the demon side. If someone has Jimmy—or his body—and refuses to release him, we need to ensure our contracts are in place to prevent anyone from filing a blood grievance against us later.
Nothing burns more than finishing a job, only to hand over the earnings because of laziness.
Darius heads for the office door. “The Bone Yard is dangerous.”
I glance up at him through my lashes. “Then it’s a good thing you’re going with me, right?”
A smile forms on his lips, and he bows deeply. “I will protect you with my life, my lady.”
I snort and wave a hand for him to leave. He knew his warning wouldn’t change our path.
We go where the job takes us, even if it means going to the Bone Yard.
jimmy bob’s exterminators
- Marc -
“Did everyone double-check under their beds?”I ask as I load the last of the boxes into the van.
A chorus of voices rises around me. “Yes, Uncle Marc.”
“Don’t forget this.” Lia carries over a heavy bag. “We’ll need cushions for our new home.”
“We bought you new cushions,” Flint teases, but he takes the bag, anyway, and crams it in between the wall of boxes and the side of the van.
Today, we’re finally moving Lia and the kids to their new home. It took longer than we wanted to get the paperwork finalized, and we’d had our people monitoring Berdherst’s people to make sure he didn’t locate where we stashed little Aediva.
He had our shop under surveillance for a while. Mine and Darius’s suggestion to set them on fire had been downvoted. It’s understandable, but it would have been fun.
Then one morning, the unmarked cars vanished from the street, and life had seemingly returned to normal.
