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Naomi had her. "That same magic smell."
"What? I can make my coffee a little stronger or use it to get crusty oatmeal out of my bowls." Ginger sighed. "Look, I buy my perfume from an old fae."
"Where can we find him?" Jeff asked.
"He visits me when the perfume runs out." Ginger shrugged.
"Tell us about him. Maybe we can track him down."
"Fine. Usually he's very friendly, just – well, I'm not sure if he's one of the royal court because he's very powerful. Likes to play tricks. Usually not on other fae, and usually not if you tell him not to play tricks on you, but if you forget watch out. One time I went, and I forgot to tell him and he made me think my son was in a car accident." She bit her lip, eyes watering.
"Likes to play pranks? That sounds like Mac. He makes cookies…"
"That's the one – cookies and perfume. Sometimes, I think his magic works through food," Ginger said. "But only sometimes. He's pretty scary."
"Mindy was very respectful of him," Naomi said. And her mother had made them barge in on him. No wonder humans used to try to kill us.
"Go talk to him. See who else buys his perfume. Of course this flower shop owner might have worn it too. A lot of our kind have disappeared."
"That's what Mac said."
"Sounds like he knows more about what's happening, then he was letting on," Ian said.
"It does, but he seemed like the kind of person who makes the point to always be in the know."
"That's how you survive with humans. You keep your head down and your ears open," Jeff said.
"Well, at least one of you has the right idea." Ginger sighed. "Of course, generally I avoid vampires and crazy strong fae, too. I'm a very big fan of keeping my head down."
"Thanks Ginger, you've been very helpful." Ginger nodded.
"Let me give you my cell, so next time you can call first and don't piss off my husband."
"Sorry about that. I can go apologize if you –"
"No. This way is better, if I use just a little bit of magic I can convince him that this was all a dream." Ginger frowned. "No offense, but I hope this doesn't mean I'll be seeing you more outside of work."
"I don't blame you. My goal is to learn how to pass in the city. Not going to be able to stay out of the city forever." Marcus glared at his watch. The sun was up and the moon had stopped filling Naomi with energy. She could only imagine he felt the same. "Anyway, we're just on our way out. We'll leave you alone."
"Don't you think it's kind of weird for Mac to be the one that sells her the perfume we smelled in the shop?" Ian asked once they were in the car.
"I don't know. I guess it depends how many fae live here."
Naomi wanted to go back to Mac's, but the men refused. They needed sleep. They argued about the next step, but in the end their exhaustion won.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
N AOMI GROANED . S OMEONE WAS POUNDING on the door again. She stumbled to her feet, looking for a clock anywhere. What time was it? Then again, she probably got to bed around seven in the morning, so anytime would be too soon. She jerked open the door.
"Good morning." Her neighbor, an older man wearing khakis pulled up well past his belly button stood on her porch. She knew he had a yappy little thing, a Chihuahua or a Pomeranian or something little. Why would he decide that he had to talk to her this morning?"What can I do for you Mr.…" What was his name?
"I'm sorry to bother you, obviously you have some guests were out quite late."
"Oh yeah, my cousins flew in around four this morning. I picked them up from the airport, my mom came down, but she didn't quite make it up all night to go pick them up. I'm pretty beat." Would he just get to the point?
"I see. Well, I just wanted to come by because I saw something really strange last night. I was wondering if maybe you left some meat out last night?"
"Meat? No why?" Naomi frowned at the strange question.
"Well, I saw a pack of coyotes or stray dogs jumping over your fence. I thought it was strange, unless maybe your mother has
"What? I can make my coffee a little stronger or use it to get crusty oatmeal out of my bowls." Ginger sighed. "Look, I buy my perfume from an old fae."
"Where can we find him?" Jeff asked.
"He visits me when the perfume runs out." Ginger shrugged.
"Tell us about him. Maybe we can track him down."
"Fine. Usually he's very friendly, just – well, I'm not sure if he's one of the royal court because he's very powerful. Likes to play tricks. Usually not on other fae, and usually not if you tell him not to play tricks on you, but if you forget watch out. One time I went, and I forgot to tell him and he made me think my son was in a car accident." She bit her lip, eyes watering.
"Likes to play pranks? That sounds like Mac. He makes cookies…"
"That's the one – cookies and perfume. Sometimes, I think his magic works through food," Ginger said. "But only sometimes. He's pretty scary."
"Mindy was very respectful of him," Naomi said. And her mother had made them barge in on him. No wonder humans used to try to kill us.
"Go talk to him. See who else buys his perfume. Of course this flower shop owner might have worn it too. A lot of our kind have disappeared."
"That's what Mac said."
"Sounds like he knows more about what's happening, then he was letting on," Ian said.
"It does, but he seemed like the kind of person who makes the point to always be in the know."
"That's how you survive with humans. You keep your head down and your ears open," Jeff said.
"Well, at least one of you has the right idea." Ginger sighed. "Of course, generally I avoid vampires and crazy strong fae, too. I'm a very big fan of keeping my head down."
"Thanks Ginger, you've been very helpful." Ginger nodded.
"Let me give you my cell, so next time you can call first and don't piss off my husband."
"Sorry about that. I can go apologize if you –"
"No. This way is better, if I use just a little bit of magic I can convince him that this was all a dream." Ginger frowned. "No offense, but I hope this doesn't mean I'll be seeing you more outside of work."
"I don't blame you. My goal is to learn how to pass in the city. Not going to be able to stay out of the city forever." Marcus glared at his watch. The sun was up and the moon had stopped filling Naomi with energy. She could only imagine he felt the same. "Anyway, we're just on our way out. We'll leave you alone."
"Don't you think it's kind of weird for Mac to be the one that sells her the perfume we smelled in the shop?" Ian asked once they were in the car.
"I don't know. I guess it depends how many fae live here."
Naomi wanted to go back to Mac's, but the men refused. They needed sleep. They argued about the next step, but in the end their exhaustion won.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
N AOMI GROANED . S OMEONE WAS POUNDING on the door again. She stumbled to her feet, looking for a clock anywhere. What time was it? Then again, she probably got to bed around seven in the morning, so anytime would be too soon. She jerked open the door.
"Good morning." Her neighbor, an older man wearing khakis pulled up well past his belly button stood on her porch. She knew he had a yappy little thing, a Chihuahua or a Pomeranian or something little. Why would he decide that he had to talk to her this morning?"What can I do for you Mr.…" What was his name?
"I'm sorry to bother you, obviously you have some guests were out quite late."
"Oh yeah, my cousins flew in around four this morning. I picked them up from the airport, my mom came down, but she didn't quite make it up all night to go pick them up. I'm pretty beat." Would he just get to the point?
"I see. Well, I just wanted to come by because I saw something really strange last night. I was wondering if maybe you left some meat out last night?"
"Meat? No why?" Naomi frowned at the strange question.
"Well, I saw a pack of coyotes or stray dogs jumping over your fence. I thought it was strange, unless maybe your mother has
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