Honey giggled.“I can see that.Is there anything I can get you both?”
“I’ll have my usual and the angel was just leaving, so he doesn’t want anything.”
Honey nodded and headed to grab his whiskey sour, not bothering to speak to Michael.Like most who worked here Honey was a supernatural being who didn’t want anything to do with angels.
“Are we done, Michael?”Dirge asked him.“You’ve given me the Maker’s message, so I’m sure you have other things to do.
“Unfortunately, I am sure we aren’t done.However, I will leave you with this little tidbit.I am now your shadow.I will be observing, consulting, if necessary, and reporting back to the Maker.”
Dirge rolled his eyes at what Michael said as Honey put his glass in front of him.“Now that’s gonna be fun for you and as far as consulting...”He snickered.“I will make sure you have plenty to report.”
Michael sighed and left as quickly and as silently as when he’d followed him into the club.
Dirge turned around in his chair to peruse the room, spotting two very enticing females in the corner.Easy prey.Lifting his drink to his lips as he stood, he made his way over to them.
He gave them his most brilliant smile.“Good evening, ladies.”
They both turned at the same time and frowned.
“We’re together,” the redhead chirped.
Then the buxom brunette nodded and said, “We both have friends.”
Dima’s lip curled.Now this was strange.An off day, perhaps?But he never had those.He didn’t even bother to say anything else to them and headed back towards the bar.
Honey stood there and raised one of her blonde brows.“Off day, boss?”
“Cut it...and give me another fucking drink.”
She didn’t say anything else and moved off to fix his drink.
Dirge sat there wondering what was happening.
Chapter Five
The Card
