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Authors: Jessa Hawke
someone else know of her situation was not sitting too well with her. “I mean, are we even sure taking the risk of telling one more person about me being the pure sacrifice is worth it? He might not be able to help us in the long run.”
Anton extended his hand to hold Hailey closer. “We don’t really have a choice Hailey. If he indeed ca not help us then that means we’re totally fucked.”
“I’m totally fucked, you mean. I’m the one getting sacrificed, not either of you.” Hailey shot back
“Hails.” Caleb said. “We are going to protect you, and if that means our lives, I’m sure Anton will agree that that is a small price to pay. Caleb reassured her while Anton held on to Hailey even tighter now..
“So how do we find him?” Caleb asked trying to look away from the sight of Anton comforting Hailey.
“I already did.” Anton replied with a smile. He took out a small piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. “He’s still under my pack’s protection. It did not even take me a minute to get his address. Apparently he is into some normal profession now, but is still delving into the black arts every now and again for a select clientele.”
“So what are we waiting for?” Caleb asked.
“Nothing. Let’s go then. My car is waiting downstairs.” Anton replied. “Shall we?” He asked Hailey.
Hailey heaved in. “Let’s get this over with.”
They drove to an old Latin district in the Bronx. The dreary gray buildings began to transform into lively colored stalls and showrooms. There were food carts and people everywhere speaking in Creole, Spanish and other Latin dialects, like a hodgepodge of South America all rolled up into a tiny district. The car struggled to snake its way through the streets, which were just overflowing with carts and vendors.
“This is our stop. He is supposed to live somewhere down the road, about two blocks.” Anton pointed to a narrow alleyway.
“Right. Whatever you say Anton.” Caleb replied sarcastically. But he felt something weird. Like someone was looking into their souls.
“Behave.” Hailey elbowed Caleb. Caleb smiled, but he still couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something hiding behind the shadows or by the stalls.
They walked exactly two blocks through that alley, and right at the end they found a dental clinic. They weren’t expecting the place to be a dental clinic of all things. They knew from what Anton had gathered, that Gustav was into some ordinary trade but they never expected it was this ordinary. They acknowledged though that they had seen far weirder things.
“Gustav?” Anton called through the locked door. Clearly someone was inside since there were lights on.
“C'est Anton . Anton Domniguez!” He called in French.
“Dominguez?” a deep voice called from behind the door.
“Oui. C'est Anton . Saturnino Domniguez est mon grand-père . Est la maison Gustav ?.”I am Satrunino Dominguez’ grandson. Anton replied.
sound of unhinging locks followed suit. The door opened to a perfectly normal looking dental clinic.
“Is it just me or was anyone else expecting something more voodoo than an actual dental clinic.” Hailey quipped but a voice from behind immediately retorted in a deep Caribbean accent.
“Yes, this is a dental clinic.” The man who opened the door answered. He was a tall dark man with almost violet eyes and pearly white teeth. He had that distinct Haitian look to him – that beautiful mix of Mulatto and French features that made him look effortlessly gentlemanly. It was apparent that he was a few years older than them.
Anton stepped forward to extend his hand to shake. “You must be Gustav’s son. I’m sorry I can’t for the life of me recall your name.”
“It’s Henri, but unfortunately, I am not him. I’m Gustav. And you must be little Antonino?” The tall well built man replied.
Caleb interjected. “That can’t be right; you look exactly like you did in Anton’s picture! That
Anton extended his hand to hold Hailey closer. “We don’t really have a choice Hailey. If he indeed ca not help us then that means we’re totally fucked.”
“I’m totally fucked, you mean. I’m the one getting sacrificed, not either of you.” Hailey shot back
“Hails.” Caleb said. “We are going to protect you, and if that means our lives, I’m sure Anton will agree that that is a small price to pay. Caleb reassured her while Anton held on to Hailey even tighter now..
“So how do we find him?” Caleb asked trying to look away from the sight of Anton comforting Hailey.
“I already did.” Anton replied with a smile. He took out a small piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. “He’s still under my pack’s protection. It did not even take me a minute to get his address. Apparently he is into some normal profession now, but is still delving into the black arts every now and again for a select clientele.”
“So what are we waiting for?” Caleb asked.
“Nothing. Let’s go then. My car is waiting downstairs.” Anton replied. “Shall we?” He asked Hailey.
Hailey heaved in. “Let’s get this over with.”
They drove to an old Latin district in the Bronx. The dreary gray buildings began to transform into lively colored stalls and showrooms. There were food carts and people everywhere speaking in Creole, Spanish and other Latin dialects, like a hodgepodge of South America all rolled up into a tiny district. The car struggled to snake its way through the streets, which were just overflowing with carts and vendors.
“This is our stop. He is supposed to live somewhere down the road, about two blocks.” Anton pointed to a narrow alleyway.
“Right. Whatever you say Anton.” Caleb replied sarcastically. But he felt something weird. Like someone was looking into their souls.
“Behave.” Hailey elbowed Caleb. Caleb smiled, but he still couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something hiding behind the shadows or by the stalls.
They walked exactly two blocks through that alley, and right at the end they found a dental clinic. They weren’t expecting the place to be a dental clinic of all things. They knew from what Anton had gathered, that Gustav was into some ordinary trade but they never expected it was this ordinary. They acknowledged though that they had seen far weirder things.
“Gustav?” Anton called through the locked door. Clearly someone was inside since there were lights on.
“C'est Anton . Anton Domniguez!” He called in French.
“Dominguez?” a deep voice called from behind the door.
“Oui. C'est Anton . Saturnino Domniguez est mon grand-père . Est la maison Gustav ?.”I am Satrunino Dominguez’ grandson. Anton replied.
sound of unhinging locks followed suit. The door opened to a perfectly normal looking dental clinic.
“Is it just me or was anyone else expecting something more voodoo than an actual dental clinic.” Hailey quipped but a voice from behind immediately retorted in a deep Caribbean accent.
“Yes, this is a dental clinic.” The man who opened the door answered. He was a tall dark man with almost violet eyes and pearly white teeth. He had that distinct Haitian look to him – that beautiful mix of Mulatto and French features that made him look effortlessly gentlemanly. It was apparent that he was a few years older than them.
Anton stepped forward to extend his hand to shake. “You must be Gustav’s son. I’m sorry I can’t for the life of me recall your name.”
“It’s Henri, but unfortunately, I am not him. I’m Gustav. And you must be little Antonino?” The tall well built man replied.
Caleb interjected. “That can’t be right; you look exactly like you did in Anton’s picture! That
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