“Do I have to ride in the back with the soulless who tried to kill me?” Whiskey asked as David stuffed the unconscious Vampyre into the car.
“Not at all, you can ride shotgun.” David opened the passenger door.
“Still doesn’t feel very safe.”
“There’s holy water in the glove box, you can splash it on him if he tries anything.”
“And how exactly is water supposed to stop him?” Whiskey still climbed into the vehicle, although hesitant.
“Holy water is a little different.” Isaac got in next to her. “It’s infused with soul core energy, it reacts violently to damaged soul casings, it hurts demons and soulless alike.”
“So it will hurt him and those like him.”
“It would put him in devastating agony, yes.”
The drive from the magic shop was uneventful. Whiskey was extremely happy for it to be over, she jumped out the moment Isaac stopped the engine. She was used to long cramped car rides but this one made her feel claustrophobic.
“Seeing you guys twice in a month is a nice change.” Whiskey recognised the voice from a phone conversation. It must have been Reese. He was shorter than she had thought he would be but his stocky build seemed to compensate. His shaggy dark hair flowed down his shoulders like a mane and his face was just as unkempt, her immediate thought was ‘werewolf’ but she wasn’t going to ask. “This must be Whiskey? Nice to meet you.” He stuck his hand out.
“That I am, Reese right?” She shook his hand, he had a firm grip.
“You’re an attentive one aren’t you. I can see why they have taken you on as an apprentice.”
“I thought it was just because they couldn’t have children of their own.” Reese’s eyes opened wide and he braced himself on one of the nearby cars in the garage.
“Pahaha!” He burst out in hysterics. Isaac and David stopped halfway through pulling the vampyre from the car. They hadn’t heard what Whiskey had said.
“You want to give us a hand or are you going to stand around playing silly buggers?” Isaac called out. Whiskey clicked her heels together and moved over to help. Reese just started laughing again.
Maeve stopped at the entrance to the garage.
“What’s so funny?” She asked genuinely.
“Oh nothing, but I really like this new girl.” Reese wiped a tear from his eye.
“Hi, I’m Whiskey.”
“Maeve. How long have you known about magic?” Whiskey saw Maeve’s eyes quickly flick from blue to purple and back. She quickly made a note of that and her image. Hair thick and black, tied neatly into a ponytail. Perfect skin, no makeup, she gave off an odd feeling but Whiskey seemed to like it.
“Uh, just over a week.”
“What do you know about it?”
“Um, caused by the fall of Lucifer, the many types and dangers. Oh and about Cain’s curse.”
“What curses have you encountered?”
“Well, an Afreet, a Knappheit, a timid breed that I never got the name of and that Vampyre.” Reese picked up the Vampyre and put him on his shoulder just as Whiskey mentioned him.
“And now a Werewolf and a Shaphist.” David came to her aid. “You don’t need to interrogate her Maeve.”
“I need to know who I work with David. I’m the Shaphist by the way.”
“Yeah I got that, he’s too hairy to be anything but a werewolf. Oh and so wonderfully strong.” Whiskey saved herself before Reese got set into his pout.
Gary had left the Refuge shortly before Isaac and David were meant to arrive. The Refuge was in too much of a bustle, every enforcer they had in the area was coming to help out. He wasn’t interested in fighting.
“Gary, sometimes doing what’s right means saving yourself.” Reuben’s voice was on Gary’s mind. It had been since the Angels had stopped talking.
Angels normally had bouts of disinterest when it came to their time with humans. This time it seemed different, he could feel it in his bones. Something made them want to stay at a distance. Like they just wanted to sit back and watch.
He had walked all the way home despite wanting to take a taxi to avoid the rain. He must have needed the space to clear his head.
His apartment building wasn’t amazing, but the sight of it pleased him all the same. After getting inside he took off his coat and flicked some of the water off it, it was soaked through. He sighed and looked around the small little lobby checking it was empty. Gary closed his eyes tightly and focused, there was a small buzzing sound like a hive of bees through a wooden exterior wall. The water that had drenched him and his coat was now on the floor in a big puddle.
Climbing into the elevator he remembered that Alix, one of the top enforcers also lived in this building. He half hoped to bump into her, then he stopped himself knowing that she’d probably want him to come back to the Refuge.
The elevator rang as it stopped at his floor. The moment he stepped through the threshold he felt something was wrong.
Each step he took closer to his apartment felt colder and stiffer than the last. He got his key out and began to push it into the lock when the door fell off its hinges.