“Scotch is great. Thank you.”
There was a soft meow, and something rubbed against Seymour’s leg.
Normally, his first instinct would have been to kick wildly and scream, but his nerves were far too fried to react with any urgency.
Besides, it was only Day.
“Hey, kitty girl.” Seymour reached down for her.
Day eagerly climbed into Seymour’s arms and purred. “What did I miss? “
“Oh, you weren’t, like, listenin’ in?”
Day’s ears flattened. “I was worried about where we might be.”
“Totally fair.”
“I was getting anxious, so I took a tiny peek.” Day swished her long tail. “When I saw we were home, I came out!”
Home.
Seymour’s chest bubbled with a surprising warmth, and he kissed the top of her head. “So, guess that means I gotta catch ya’ up on all the excitement?”
“Oh, yes!” Day blinked curiously. “Are we looking for a brain now?”
“Yup. Well, kinda.”
“Mr. Talos provided us with a list of locations all over the city.” Sariel offered out a large glass of a golden liquid. “Here,stella.”
“Ah, thank you.” Seymour tipped the glass back, and he didn’t stop until his throat burned and his eyes watered.
“Some of the addresses are monster establishments, special places hidden from humans,” Sariel continued. “There are thirteen of them.”
“And these are places where we might find the brain?” Day asked.
“They are places where themostriribelliwe seek might be, will be, or have already been.”
“Huh?”
“It confused the hell outta me too.” Seymour sipped from his glass. “Heckel and Jeckel are gonna check out some of the places on the list too.”
Day narrowed her eyes. “I do not trust them.”
“Hard same, lil’ lady.” Seymour frowned. “You’d think they’d be a bit more worried ’bout the whole bad monsters impersonating people and tryin’ to start a war.”
“While a war would be very bothersome, I do believe the possibility of their king or his consort destroying the city is a bit more pressing,” Sariel said carefully. “Especially considering how agitated they were about the twins’ failure.”
“Hopefully they’re workin’ on fixin’ that with their freaky fuckery so we’ll have time to do whatever the hell it is we’re gonna do.” Seymour groaned when his phone buzzed. “God, what now?”
It was a text from Neil.
hey! hope everything is okay and you’re still alive! Lou is asking if you can meet him over at your dad’s place
says they found something
and I quote “hurry the fuck up”
Sariel frowned. “Is everything all right?”
