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“How many members of the guild are there?”
“Twenty.”
“And where do they meet?”
He looked at me askance. “You think I’m going to reveal the location of our secret meetings to a stranger?”
“It’s a small town. There can’t be many places that can fit twenty big personalities.” Then it dawned on me. “Where can I find this Kane Sullivan?”
Gunther’s eyes narrowed. “Aren’t you a clever one?”
“My former teachers would disagree.”
He cracked a smile. “Mine too. School isn’t for everyone, you know? It caters to the middling middle.”
I folded my arms. “You might as well tell me. In a town as small as this one, it’ll be easy enough to find out.”
He plucked a loose thread on the boa. “The Devil’s Playground.”
“And that’s where you hold your meetings.” It wasn’t a question.
Gunther pressed his lips together. “The drinks are good, and sometimes he’ll throw in entertainment.”
“Jugglers?”
He snorted. “Sure. Let’s go with that.” His gaze swept the area, as though checking for eavesdroppers before continuing. “Mr. Sullivan is an enigma to most of us. To most of the town, really. He seems to have been here forever, but nobody remembers when he showed up or knows much about him.”
“And yet this mysterious figure is in charge of your guild.”
Gunther pulled a face. “I already told you; he isn’t in charge. We govern ourselves, and he provides oversight.”
“Do you trust him?”
Gunther laughed. “You can’t trust anybody in this town. That’s why all the factions are so insular.”
“Are the assassins all like you?”
“Sweetie, nobody’s like me.”
“I mean are they all mages?” I paused. “Magi?”
He appeared thoughtful. “I guess our guild is the one group with a bit of diversity. Everybody else tends to stick to their own kind. Wolves, vamps, fae, humans. We all live in the same town, but you’d never know it.”
“Why is that?”
“Beats me. That’s how it was when I moved here, and it hasn’t changed since.”
The humans I understood. They had no knowledge of the supernaturals. They probably believed they were simply steering clear of ‘freaks’ or ‘weirdos.’ Werewolves and vampires made sense too—the two groups were natural enemies. It was possible they set the tone for the rest of the species.
“When’s your next meeting?”
He waved a dismissive hand, revealing a silver bracelet with dangling charms. “No way. I’ve said enough as it is. I’m no snitch.”
“I’m not interested in taking down the guild. I’m looking into a kidnapping.” Although I wasn’t sure it was necessary to question every assassin in Fairhaven, I was sorely tempted. In a small town like this one, one out of twenty assassins was bound to knowsomethingabout the disappearance of a local woman.
“You weren’t kidding about the Good Samaritan part.”
“Have you heard anything about vampires trafficking young human women in this area?”
