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June stepped up into the hallway. Should she sit back down and console him? Her consoling always ended up hurting more than helping.
“I trust you’ll figure something out,” she said. He probably needed to hear that, at least.
“Still the smartest man in the city,” he said.
“Given how many times you’ve saved my ass, I can’t argue.”
Chapter 6
Sam’s voice came from the kitchen when she walked downstairs the next evening. He was talking to someone.
“You have to be extremely careful. No one can see you. Those are our allies watching the place, but it’ll blow our cover. They can’t know where I’m at right now.”
June stepped into the kitchen. Sam stood, lecturing Muse and Cindy, who were sitting at the table—Muse with her bleached-out white hair and Cindy with her unnaturally bright red hair. They looked like a pair of superheroes.
“Morning.” June went straight for the coffee pot.
“We’ll be careful.” Muse’s voice sounded rougher than usual. “I know that building and area like the back of my hand.”
“Our people will be guarding it,” Sam said. “At least I hope so.”
“I know your guards like the back of my hand, too.”
“Pour me a cup.” Cindy swiveled around to June. “I’m about to play lookout and I need to be alert.”
“We don’t have any whiskey,” June said.
“It’s all right. I’ve already had some.” Cindy controlled her “psychic sexual” powers with alcohol, as she was a sex witch. Not a healthy option, but June was far from one to give advice.
June paused in pouring Cindy a cup. Something struck her. Despite Occam’s drug and booze buffet, Zack and Belle hadn’t partaken.
They didn’t want to dull their powers, since they were about to use them.
June resumed pouring, trying to ignore the crawling sensation on her skin. “What are you guys up to?”
“Stuff,” Sam said. “If you two aren’t back here in two hours, I’m coming after you myself.”
“I would caution you not to be completely impractical,” Muse said.
“Noted.”
After a few sips of coffee, June grew a little more clear-headed. Micha was still asleep upstairs, and she had been worried the past few hours, as he’d been running a low fever. Random flu-like symptoms were the norm ever since his injection. Fussing over him increased his agitation, though.
Cindy came over to the counter and grabbed her cup of coffee. Sam and Muse left the room.
“You seem to be getting healthier every time I see you,” Cindy said to June. “Chest feeling better?”
“Better than it did when I was first shot.”
“I met your friend. Brave guy, hunting you down like that.”
“Yeah, I can’t believe he’s really here. I had to peek in the living room to make sure it wasn’t a dream.”
“So, is he like…your ex-boyfriend?”
June reared her head back. “No.”
Cindy shrugged. “Thought it might be love. That’s a lot to go through, following a woman across the country, searching for months, braving untold dangers to find her. Kinda romantic.”
“He’s gay.”
Cindy blinked.
“God, you really have no gaydar, do you? Of course, we found that out a long time ago.” Cindy had thought June was a lesbian when she first met her. Just like the stupid vampires.
“Too bad. He’s cute.” Cindy took a drink.
“How’s Dipity?”
Cindy lowered her cup. “She misses you.” She pouted. “I’ve been thinking about bringing her over, but Sam says the last thing you need right now is a pet.”
“We had her in the penthouse, though!”
“I know, right? He says this is different. It’s more dangerous here. You might have to run, or they might throw tear gas through a window, or shoot through the walls with high-powered rifles. I don’t want Dipity to get shot.”
“Yeah, me neither.”
“I can’t imagine what tear gas would do to a cat.”
Jason walked into the kitchen, bleary-eyed and ruffling his hair. He noticed Cindy and smiled.
“Hey,” he
“I trust you’ll figure something out,” she said. He probably needed to hear that, at least.
“Still the smartest man in the city,” he said.
“Given how many times you’ve saved my ass, I can’t argue.”
Chapter 6
Sam’s voice came from the kitchen when she walked downstairs the next evening. He was talking to someone.
“You have to be extremely careful. No one can see you. Those are our allies watching the place, but it’ll blow our cover. They can’t know where I’m at right now.”
June stepped into the kitchen. Sam stood, lecturing Muse and Cindy, who were sitting at the table—Muse with her bleached-out white hair and Cindy with her unnaturally bright red hair. They looked like a pair of superheroes.
“Morning.” June went straight for the coffee pot.
“We’ll be careful.” Muse’s voice sounded rougher than usual. “I know that building and area like the back of my hand.”
“Our people will be guarding it,” Sam said. “At least I hope so.”
“I know your guards like the back of my hand, too.”
“Pour me a cup.” Cindy swiveled around to June. “I’m about to play lookout and I need to be alert.”
“We don’t have any whiskey,” June said.
“It’s all right. I’ve already had some.” Cindy controlled her “psychic sexual” powers with alcohol, as she was a sex witch. Not a healthy option, but June was far from one to give advice.
June paused in pouring Cindy a cup. Something struck her. Despite Occam’s drug and booze buffet, Zack and Belle hadn’t partaken.
They didn’t want to dull their powers, since they were about to use them.
June resumed pouring, trying to ignore the crawling sensation on her skin. “What are you guys up to?”
“Stuff,” Sam said. “If you two aren’t back here in two hours, I’m coming after you myself.”
“I would caution you not to be completely impractical,” Muse said.
“Noted.”
After a few sips of coffee, June grew a little more clear-headed. Micha was still asleep upstairs, and she had been worried the past few hours, as he’d been running a low fever. Random flu-like symptoms were the norm ever since his injection. Fussing over him increased his agitation, though.
Cindy came over to the counter and grabbed her cup of coffee. Sam and Muse left the room.
“You seem to be getting healthier every time I see you,” Cindy said to June. “Chest feeling better?”
“Better than it did when I was first shot.”
“I met your friend. Brave guy, hunting you down like that.”
“Yeah, I can’t believe he’s really here. I had to peek in the living room to make sure it wasn’t a dream.”
“So, is he like…your ex-boyfriend?”
June reared her head back. “No.”
Cindy shrugged. “Thought it might be love. That’s a lot to go through, following a woman across the country, searching for months, braving untold dangers to find her. Kinda romantic.”
“He’s gay.”
Cindy blinked.
“God, you really have no gaydar, do you? Of course, we found that out a long time ago.” Cindy had thought June was a lesbian when she first met her. Just like the stupid vampires.
“Too bad. He’s cute.” Cindy took a drink.
“How’s Dipity?”
Cindy lowered her cup. “She misses you.” She pouted. “I’ve been thinking about bringing her over, but Sam says the last thing you need right now is a pet.”
“We had her in the penthouse, though!”
“I know, right? He says this is different. It’s more dangerous here. You might have to run, or they might throw tear gas through a window, or shoot through the walls with high-powered rifles. I don’t want Dipity to get shot.”
“Yeah, me neither.”
“I can’t imagine what tear gas would do to a cat.”
Jason walked into the kitchen, bleary-eyed and ruffling his hair. He noticed Cindy and smiled.
“Hey,” he
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