I walk with him?”
He smirked. “Does escorting him piss off the Baal? Let me think…hell, yeah, it would. Sure, go right ahead, but don’t—”
“I know.” Her eyes saddened. “Don’t touch my son.” She murmured to David. “Walk slowly and tell me what happened.”
David blurted out the whole story from discovering the open vault to the final search at Penrose’s.
“You’re certain The Book is there?”
Carlos opened an empty cell a S emted nd David stepped inside. “I was. The Book may have moved again. I-I’m not sure I sense the location anymore.”
“The link is still there,” a voice from the next cell confidently announced.
“Dad!” David cried out. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, son. Did anyone speak at the judgment except Dominic?” David relayed the Odin’s words. “We still have friends at least.”
An angry voice bellowed down the hall. “After sentencing, visitors are not allowed without my approval.”
Carlos stiffened. “She escorted her son, Baal.”
“Now you escort her out.” Dominic strode up to the cell. “If you wish to see either of them, Grace, you need to make arrangements from now on through me.”
“Then I want to schedule a visit.”
“I’m afraid it isn’t possible, at least for a while. Prison is, after all, supposed to be a punishment. If I let you in every time, people wouldn’t understand.”
“Then when?”
“We’ll discuss visitation after the general council meeting next month. Until then everyone needs to settle down. Tempers get out of control easily.”
Grace glared at him, but said nothing. David was amused by her fierce expression. Dominic had no idea of his mother’s temper when dealing with the idiocy of Integral law. The head of the baal clan just came within a hair of being dragged over the coals by a slight human female.
The Baal addressed Carlos. “See that the prisoners aren’t disturbed.” He held out his hand. “Give me the key. I’ll secure the cell.”
Once their footsteps disappeared down the hall, David snarled, “The judgment against my father is bogus and you know it. What’s the matter, Dominic? Had to do something to prove to your uncle you’re not completely worthless to the clan baal.”
Dominic’s eyes narrowed. “Watch your mouth.”
“When The Book shows up everyone will know what a bunch of cowards you are—hiding behind the rules, afraid to step into the twenty-first century.”
The Baal grabbed his arm. Pain encircled David’s limb like a binding made of angry bees. “Bet you wish you could teleport away now, don’t you?”
David elbowed the Baal in the stomach. Dominic doubled over. David wrapped the manacles around the demon’s neck and pulled tight. “I don’t like my father punished for something he didn’t do.” He tried to hold on, but the pain overtook him. Within a few seconds David sunk to his knees. Dominic wriggled free rubbing his neck. An angry red welt appeared where the manacles had touched his skin.
Carlos strode down the hall. He shot a troubled glance at David. “Is something wrong?”
The E.L.F. leaned against the wall. Although, pale-faced he forced a jaunty grin. “Nope. Everything’s great.”
Dominic pulled the collar up tight to hide the marks on his neck. He locked the cell and then tossed the key to Carlos. Without a word, the Baal stormed off down the corridor.
****
Rosalie slipped behind the wheel of Billy’s car and sunk back into the upholstery with a sigh. The key turned with a soft click. The engine purred to life. Driving back to her apartment, a sense of despondency grew with each passing block. She would never see David again. She had no way to reach him. Other than somewhere in New York City, she didn’t even know where he lived.
Chinese f Sfy"h paood cartons littered the dining table. She dumped them in the trash and then collapsed on the couch. Unexpected tears sprang to her eyes. You’re crazy. You barely knew him. The tears
He smirked. “Does escorting him piss off the Baal? Let me think…hell, yeah, it would. Sure, go right ahead, but don’t—”
“I know.” Her eyes saddened. “Don’t touch my son.” She murmured to David. “Walk slowly and tell me what happened.”
David blurted out the whole story from discovering the open vault to the final search at Penrose’s.
“You’re certain The Book is there?”
Carlos opened an empty cell a S emted nd David stepped inside. “I was. The Book may have moved again. I-I’m not sure I sense the location anymore.”
“The link is still there,” a voice from the next cell confidently announced.
“Dad!” David cried out. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, son. Did anyone speak at the judgment except Dominic?” David relayed the Odin’s words. “We still have friends at least.”
An angry voice bellowed down the hall. “After sentencing, visitors are not allowed without my approval.”
Carlos stiffened. “She escorted her son, Baal.”
“Now you escort her out.” Dominic strode up to the cell. “If you wish to see either of them, Grace, you need to make arrangements from now on through me.”
“Then I want to schedule a visit.”
“I’m afraid it isn’t possible, at least for a while. Prison is, after all, supposed to be a punishment. If I let you in every time, people wouldn’t understand.”
“Then when?”
“We’ll discuss visitation after the general council meeting next month. Until then everyone needs to settle down. Tempers get out of control easily.”
Grace glared at him, but said nothing. David was amused by her fierce expression. Dominic had no idea of his mother’s temper when dealing with the idiocy of Integral law. The head of the baal clan just came within a hair of being dragged over the coals by a slight human female.
The Baal addressed Carlos. “See that the prisoners aren’t disturbed.” He held out his hand. “Give me the key. I’ll secure the cell.”
Once their footsteps disappeared down the hall, David snarled, “The judgment against my father is bogus and you know it. What’s the matter, Dominic? Had to do something to prove to your uncle you’re not completely worthless to the clan baal.”
Dominic’s eyes narrowed. “Watch your mouth.”
“When The Book shows up everyone will know what a bunch of cowards you are—hiding behind the rules, afraid to step into the twenty-first century.”
The Baal grabbed his arm. Pain encircled David’s limb like a binding made of angry bees. “Bet you wish you could teleport away now, don’t you?”
David elbowed the Baal in the stomach. Dominic doubled over. David wrapped the manacles around the demon’s neck and pulled tight. “I don’t like my father punished for something he didn’t do.” He tried to hold on, but the pain overtook him. Within a few seconds David sunk to his knees. Dominic wriggled free rubbing his neck. An angry red welt appeared where the manacles had touched his skin.
Carlos strode down the hall. He shot a troubled glance at David. “Is something wrong?”
The E.L.F. leaned against the wall. Although, pale-faced he forced a jaunty grin. “Nope. Everything’s great.”
Dominic pulled the collar up tight to hide the marks on his neck. He locked the cell and then tossed the key to Carlos. Without a word, the Baal stormed off down the corridor.
****
Rosalie slipped behind the wheel of Billy’s car and sunk back into the upholstery with a sigh. The key turned with a soft click. The engine purred to life. Driving back to her apartment, a sense of despondency grew with each passing block. She would never see David again. She had no way to reach him. Other than somewhere in New York City, she didn’t even know where he lived.
Chinese f Sfy"h paood cartons littered the dining table. She dumped them in the trash and then collapsed on the couch. Unexpected tears sprang to her eyes. You’re crazy. You barely knew him. The tears
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