Page 33 of Midnight's Emissary


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“Liam,” I shouted back.

He shook his head.

“Liam. I need to speak with Liam.”

He shook his head. “Sorry I don’t know any Liam.”

He moved on without taking my order, leaving me standing there wondering what to do next.

I was going to be pissed if I’d interrupted my night only to be kept cooling my heels by the bar because Liam couldn’t be bothered to let anybody know I was coming.

I dug out my phone. I could try calling him again from outside. It’d be impossible to conduct a conversation in the din of this place.

A hand landed on my shoulder. I spun and was confronted by Kat, looking none too pleased to see me.

Kat had the face of a model, with pouty lips, high cheek bones and a graceful jawline. Her brown hair was perfectly styled, and her glare was hot enough to burn a hole in the fake wood bar behind me.

The two douches next to me fell silent as they took in the ten in front of me.

“Kat, what a surprise.”

Just not the good kind.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

How much to tell her? I didn’t know if Liam had told anyone what role I had to play or if he wanted this to be kept totally below the radar.

“This is clan territory.” Her grip on my arm tightened. She leaned forward to hiss, “Clanless rejects are not welcome on our hunting grounds.”

Guess that solved that question then. She was still sore about how I’d ditched her last year. I wonder how much trouble she’d gotten in for my little stunt.

I looked down at her grip on my arm and put one hand over hers, digging my nail into the spot right above her thumb’s nail. She grimaced and let go of me. I fought the urge to shake my arm. The woman had a grip like a python. I was pretty sure I’d have had bruises tomorrow if I’d been human. As it was, my advance vampire healing abilities would fix it way before then.

“I was asked here,” I finally said.

She folded her arms over her chest.

“Oh? By who?”

I didn’t see any way around this. If I didn’t answer, she had every intention of kicking me out. Liam would just have to deal with the consequences.

“Liam wanted me to meet him here.”

She arched an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth tilting down.

Thought that might stick. She couldn’t kick me out since an enforcer was the one who requested my presence. I still didn’t know exactly what an enforcer did or why they seemed to have such pull. All I knew was that his name opened doors that would have otherwise remained closed to a baby vamp.

“Why would he want to see you?”

I smirked. “That’s really none of your business. Now, are you going to take me to him, or am I going to have to find him myself?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Follow me.”

I waited until her back was turned before giving a sigh of relief. I didn’t know what I’d have done if she had told me to pack sand and do it myself.

She led me to a door on the far side of the club. Once it closed, the sound disappeared as if the hundreds of people on the other side weren’t making as much noise as they possibly could. I couldn’t even feel the bass.

“Are you coming?”