Whiskey and Maeve Chapter 14

“How did everyone sleep?” Reese asked as Isaac, David and Maeve slowly draped themselves over the bar.

“I won’t be sleeping until next month.”
“Huh?” David turned to her.

“Soulless have quite a lot of energy, takes me around thirty days to burn out enough to sleep through the night.”

“What do you do all night?” Isaac wondered out loud.

“Japanese RPG’s.”


“If you need some way to sleep, I could mix someth…”

“I don’t need fixing David. Not in that way.”


“Right! Breakfast?” Reese diverted the conversation.

“Bacon and eggs, scrambled.” Isaac ordered.

“Same but poached.” David turned away from Maeve, realising the futility.

“Have you got any live animals?” Maeve asked nonchalantly


“Um, well not at the moment.”

“I’ll be alright just lightly taking the emotions of everyone here then.”

“Only skimming of the top I hope.” Isaac murmured knowing Maeve could hear him.


“And for you Sam, Alix?” David and Isaac didn’t even notice them come in.

“Oh, no thank you, we just ate.” Alix answered for them.


“So you have a ritual mat made up for this?”

“Yeah, it’s a bit sloppy.” Sam pulled the small roll of fabric out of her coat and unfurled it onto the bar.

“Sloppy? This is immaculate.” David exclaimed in awe. “And it’s even on a portable mat, you’re a genius.”

“Haha.” Sam wasn’t sure how to take the praise. “Thank you.”


“We have the Afreet in the holding cell and Gomez is just getting checked up on in the hospital wing now.” Reese explained

“Do you want to get started now?”


Reese looked over at Isaac and David as if to ask them.

“We’ll wait for our breakfast, but you can go for it, we’re only in this investigation by proxy.” Isaac answered.


“Come on then.” Maeve was already at the door to the back.




Maeve shoved the Afreet into a chair and cuffed him to it with runic sealed cuffs. Sam rolled out the mat in front of him and sat on the floor next to it.


“This won’t hurt.” Sam assured him as she closed her eyes and threw some dust over him and the ritual mat.


The circle and runes drawn into the mat lit up. Maeve stepped back, Sam’s skill was far beyond what she had seen before. A complex ritual without incantation. The Afreet seemed just as amazed but it was likely because his mind was currently not just his own


The runes started to lift, not the mat but just the runes, hovering above the ground like large insects. They lifted until they were at about Sam’s eye level, that’s when the circle started to rise. It tilted to one side, with its flat sides facing Sam and the Afreet. Maeve stepped forward and placed a piece of paper against the side of the circle.


“Show me his face.” Sam whispered to the Afreet. “You were talking to him, why weren’t you looking at him?”


The Afreet jostled in his chair like he was shivering in the cold. “There he is.” Sam smiled deviously. The circles and runes disappeared from the air, suddenly reprinted onto the mat, Sam snatched the piece of paper out of the air.


“This is the guy that stole the jar.”

“Never seen him before, Reese?” Sam showed it to Reese who was now standing in the doorway.

“No, but pass it here, if it’s the same guy that Gomez saw then we can spare him this Ritual.”

“Good idea.” Sam commented.

“I’ll take the Afreet back to his cell. Check on the boys see how they’re coming along.”




“So you found Han and he’d already taken the potion. How did you stop it from affecting people?” David leaned on the wall next to the Bar phone. “Never thought of doing that. But I guess that would work yeah, without the overconfidence feeding the hold on their minds it would’ve taken them right out of it. Good work. I mean it, making mistakes is expected when you don’t know what you’re doing, being able to take it all in stride is what we’re really impressed by.”


“Thank you.” Whiskey had just started her second shift. Already bored and thankful for the conversation. “So what is the actual dosage I’m supposed to be giving him? Really? No, no, I just thought you would have an actual measurement.”


“I’m not a pharmacist, I am a magician, we’re quite different.”


“Okay, okay. Thanks for checking up on me. You guys will be back soon right. Cool, and don’t feel bad about calling more often.”


Whiskey hung up the phone and sighed deeply. “One part potion and five parts water. Love potion cocktail.”


“New girl doing okay?” Maeve asked as she entered the room. David noted that it was likely she could hear both sides of the conversation from down the hall.

“She’s handling herself well. How’s the Afreet?”

“We have the picture of the Vamp he saw. About to see if it’s the same one that killed our Fropian.”

“Fropian? I think Scrogs a better name honestly.” Isaac came back from the bathroom just in time to join in on the tasteless jokes.


“So we’re probably not actually needed here are we?” David asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well we’re not actually enforcers nor investigators we just brought the prisoner.”

“Oh right. Well yeah, I guess, you should probably get back to the new girl before she beats up all your customers.” Maeve grinned and walked away.


“What did she mean by that?” Isaac asked.

“I’ll explain on the way back.”




“Was this the guy?” Reese passed the picture onto Gomez. It was a perfect, almost photographic image of a man.

“No. This is not the man who killed her.”

“Then are you still willing to have the ritual performed.”

“This girl you have who does this, she is very skilled?”


“She got that picture from a resisting prisoner without incantation in under ten minutes. She’s extremely skilled.” Maeve burst in, just to answer that question.


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