“Oh?” he said, not turning around or slowing his pace. “And what trick would that be?”
I followed him out the main door. “My necklace isn’t real. But I can appreciate how much fun that must have been to instigate a fight between me and my partner.”
The man laughed and stopped by the corner, his eyes bright with humor. He had on a grey coat with a high collar, and his hair was messier than I last remembered. Out in the light, I could see a few tiny dark moles on his face. They stood out because it didn’t look like he got much sun.
“Why were you chasing that man last night?” he asked.
“Do you live here?”
He traced a dark eyebrow with his finger. “Your jumping on top of a car seems far more interesting than how often I frequent the club. Was he one of your targets? Or did he make the mistake of asking for your phone number? I might get jealous if you gave it to him.”
I crossed my arms and decided to head back inside where it was warm. “Maybe I’ll see you around.”
“I thought you might want to know that man’s name, but seeing as you’re in a hurry, I’ll bid you a good evening.”
I blinked in surprise as he strode around the corner. “Wait!” I seized his cuff. “What do you know about him?”
His brows arched to his hairline. “I assumed you knew already.”
“What can you tell me?”
“I shouldn’t get involved.”
“Please?”
He reached in his pocket and took out a pen. “Give me your hand.”
I peeled off my fingerless glove. The felt-tip pen tickled my palm as he began scribbling something.
“It’s a dangerous side of the city. I wouldn’t advise going there after dark.”
Maybe getting to know regulars in the clubs wasn’t such a bad idea. I watched my new friend taking his time with his penmanship. His amiable personality made it seem as if we’d known each other for years. Sometimes you just meet people in life who are on the same wavelength.
“What’s your Breed?” I asked.
He let go of my hand and put the cap back on his pen. “I’m like you.”
“A Mage then.” I read the address on my hand. “How do you know where he lives?”
“I know many things.”
My shoulders sagged when I realized that nothing came free. “What do you want in return?”
He leaned in, his mouth close to my ear. “Your fealty.”
I took two steps back. Maybe he was one of those weirdoes who owned people pets.
A smile touched his lips. “See you when I see you.”
I headed back, stoked that I had a lead. Once inside, Hooper shook his head to indicate he hadn’t found our keys. With Christian nowhere in sight, I ventured to the limbo room and tried to retrace Shepherd’s steps as best as I could imagine. I searched beneath the chairs, inside the seat cushions, and especially around the table where we had sat.
Nothing.
Then I crawled on my hands and knees, because maybe they got kicked around and landed somewhere else. I grimaced when I bumped into a familiar pair of legs.
Christian anchored his hands on his hips and looked down at me with a wolfish grin. “Nowthat’swhere I think you belong.”
I stood up and straightened my coat. “Find anything in the potty room?”
