address.
"That's near Arden's house."
"He might be going to see his aunt."
"And the phone wouldn't work in her house to begin with. Let's meet him over there and get that phone."
Ivan blinked a few times as the images vanished and his eyes became their beautiful light brown. "And then what?"
"You're going to force that son of a bitch out of that damn phone and I'm going to get that book back."
Thinking it in my head, it sounded really cool. Saying it out loud made me sound like a dumbass.
We grabbed Grey and got back in my Jeep and headed to Arden's.
She lived in the Garden District, not far from Anne Rice's former home. Arden lived on a corner lot in a mansion to rival any of the others on her street. The house was lit up against the night for a party when we arrived; cars parked up and down the street. I used my Park Fu and found a spot down the street from Kyle's car. I jumped out and looked inside, hoping maybe he just left the phone in the car.
No such luck. There wasn't an Arcane thing in it.
"You really want me to go in there?" Ivan looked worried as he stepped out of the Jeep. He knew how much I didn't want Arden to know what he was. He was afraid of the woman because she'd inadvertently put him in a coma when they first met. Long story.
"Yeah. I need you with me. Just don't connect with anything in the house. Can you do that?"
He nodded, but he still looked worried.
I made sure I had my guns and Grey followed at my heels as we headed to the house. The iron front gate was open and we walked in.
The place was packed—literally—with people. Everyone was dressed in nice clothing, which made our casual apparel stick out. Grey hung outside and settled in the bushes. I had the clear impression she did not want to go inside.
"Sam!"
I heard Kyle's voice as we slowly made our way through the crowd. I spotted him, waved, and the three of us met in a corner near the staircase where there were no people and no furniture. I gaped at Kyle. He was actually dressed up in a nice suit. "What's going on?"
"Fundraiser," he said as he gestured around. "I promised my aunt I'd show up and I forgot till I left Rose's house and found messages from my aunt on my phone. Crwys and Levi took a taxi back to the Kennett house."
"You keep a suit in your car?"
"Damn straight I do. Never know when you might need one," Kyle smirked. "I also keep a whole change of clothing in my trunk, along with an emergency toiletry kit."
I returned his smirk. "Nice. So, what's the fundraiser for?"
"Avondale Women's Shelter. Arden's a big supporter when it comes to domestic violence cases. Avondale is one of her most successful shelters. They were hacked about a month ago and two of their workers were killed. So this party is to raise money for their families and prove to the community that Avondale Shelters shouldn't be closed."
Women's Shelter. Ivan's story about the hacker came back to me. Ivan looked like he was going to be sick. I grabbed the collar of his hoodie and brought him down to my level. "Please tell me Avondale wasn't the shelter that kid hit?"
He just stared at me.
"Shit…"
"It's worse than that." Ivan looked around before he leaned in close and spoke in my ear. "Remember how I said I hid the proof that would incarcerate him?"
Oh no.
"What are you two whispering about?" Kyle leaned in. It was hard to hear with all the people milling about and talking.
I grabbed them both by the upper arms and led them through the red room in the back, the one I always thought looked like a bordello and outside to the pool. Since it was December and cold, no one was out and the pool was covered. Which seemed odd to me since the pool was enclosed in mesh.
I faced both of them. I had Ivan update Kyle on the shelter and what he'd done to Ronald Kennett. I followed the story all the way to hearing the name of Avondale. "So now answer my question, Ivan."
The two of
"That's near Arden's house."
"He might be going to see his aunt."
"And the phone wouldn't work in her house to begin with. Let's meet him over there and get that phone."
Ivan blinked a few times as the images vanished and his eyes became their beautiful light brown. "And then what?"
"You're going to force that son of a bitch out of that damn phone and I'm going to get that book back."
Thinking it in my head, it sounded really cool. Saying it out loud made me sound like a dumbass.
We grabbed Grey and got back in my Jeep and headed to Arden's.
She lived in the Garden District, not far from Anne Rice's former home. Arden lived on a corner lot in a mansion to rival any of the others on her street. The house was lit up against the night for a party when we arrived; cars parked up and down the street. I used my Park Fu and found a spot down the street from Kyle's car. I jumped out and looked inside, hoping maybe he just left the phone in the car.
No such luck. There wasn't an Arcane thing in it.
"You really want me to go in there?" Ivan looked worried as he stepped out of the Jeep. He knew how much I didn't want Arden to know what he was. He was afraid of the woman because she'd inadvertently put him in a coma when they first met. Long story.
"Yeah. I need you with me. Just don't connect with anything in the house. Can you do that?"
He nodded, but he still looked worried.
I made sure I had my guns and Grey followed at my heels as we headed to the house. The iron front gate was open and we walked in.
The place was packed—literally—with people. Everyone was dressed in nice clothing, which made our casual apparel stick out. Grey hung outside and settled in the bushes. I had the clear impression she did not want to go inside.
"Sam!"
I heard Kyle's voice as we slowly made our way through the crowd. I spotted him, waved, and the three of us met in a corner near the staircase where there were no people and no furniture. I gaped at Kyle. He was actually dressed up in a nice suit. "What's going on?"
"Fundraiser," he said as he gestured around. "I promised my aunt I'd show up and I forgot till I left Rose's house and found messages from my aunt on my phone. Crwys and Levi took a taxi back to the Kennett house."
"You keep a suit in your car?"
"Damn straight I do. Never know when you might need one," Kyle smirked. "I also keep a whole change of clothing in my trunk, along with an emergency toiletry kit."
I returned his smirk. "Nice. So, what's the fundraiser for?"
"Avondale Women's Shelter. Arden's a big supporter when it comes to domestic violence cases. Avondale is one of her most successful shelters. They were hacked about a month ago and two of their workers were killed. So this party is to raise money for their families and prove to the community that Avondale Shelters shouldn't be closed."
Women's Shelter. Ivan's story about the hacker came back to me. Ivan looked like he was going to be sick. I grabbed the collar of his hoodie and brought him down to my level. "Please tell me Avondale wasn't the shelter that kid hit?"
He just stared at me.
"Shit…"
"It's worse than that." Ivan looked around before he leaned in close and spoke in my ear. "Remember how I said I hid the proof that would incarcerate him?"
Oh no.
"What are you two whispering about?" Kyle leaned in. It was hard to hear with all the people milling about and talking.
I grabbed them both by the upper arms and led them through the red room in the back, the one I always thought looked like a bordello and outside to the pool. Since it was December and cold, no one was out and the pool was covered. Which seemed odd to me since the pool was enclosed in mesh.
I faced both of them. I had Ivan update Kyle on the shelter and what he'd done to Ronald Kennett. I followed the story all the way to hearing the name of Avondale. "So now answer my question, Ivan."
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