Garrett swore. “Caelan will be furious. Does he know?”
“I haven’t talked to him since I got home.” We all left our cells in the house. Tess was the only one without one, but she could pop in and out wherever she wanted, so it was less important she carried a phone.
“Who’s this Dario?” Moira asked. “Is he hot?”
“They’re all hot,” I said with an eyeroll. “He seemed alright, though he was nosy as all get out.”
“What did he want?” Garrett gestured for my bag.
I frowned but handed it over. The shifter pawed through it and pulled out a fresh chocolate chip cookie.
“Info about Donovan’s former territory.”
His chewing paused. “He knows you claimed the area.”
I nodded.
“Someone’s talking when they shouldn’t be.” He took another bite. “These are good. I’d like to add a dozen of these to our deal.”
I rolled my eyes. “I make them for Caelan all the time. He just doesn’t know how to share.”
“My own dozen,” Garrett emphasized. “One I don’t have to share with my boss.”
“Can we go?” Tess said. “I’m tired.”
“One does not attend a heist tired,” Moira lectured. “You attend one hopped up on substances and ready for vengeance.”
Tess gave her a dark look and stayed silent.
Moira grinned and reached into her backpack. She handed me a glass bottle filled with a shimmering blue liquid.
“Do you need one?” she asked Tess.
“No, but I’ll pop into the place where Thorvin is, so if he’s not home, I’ll need his address so I can make sure I’m in the right place.”
“Banshees have an inner GPS,” Garrett mused. “Cool.”
Moira rattled off Thorvin’s home address. “Got it?”
Tess nodded. “See you there.”
A second later she was gone.
Moira handed the third bottle to Garrett. “Bottoms up.”
She uncapped hers and downed it in one go.
Shrugging, I did the same. When in Rome, right?
Chapter
Eight
It took a while for my stomach to finish emptying. Garrett wasn’t in much better shape.
“Fucking hell,” he growled, struggling to stand. “What was in that shit?”
Moira must be built differently because she sat with her back against a large oak tree, completely unruffled by her interdimensional travel or whatever the hell we’d just gone through.
