“I don't think I'm the best bait,” I said. “I mean, yes, I'll need to be a part of the trap, but I think Azrael would get Katila to surface quicker than me.”
“A public appearance?” Azrael asked.
I nodded. “Something we can control.”
“And populate,” Odin said. “If we could make it appear that Azrael is speaking to a crowd of humans, but have them be our people, that might work.”
“Something indoors then,” Azrael said.
“And something we can advertise but also keep humans out of,” Trevor said. “It could be an event that is sold out from the beginning.”
“That's a good idea,” Odin said. “Perhaps a dinner for charity.”
“For the Wild Fey children,” Azrael said. “That would be perfect. We can have it at a private venue where we can control the environment.”
“You mean like Moonshine?” Trevor asked.
“Do we really want to have another battle in Moonshine?” I asked him. “And it would mean shutting down for the night and however long it took to repair the place afterward. Plus, we don't need the H.P.D. sniffing around. Again.”
“True. But if we have it somewhere owned by humans, we'll have to explain the damages.”
“Do we, though?” Viper asked with a grin. “It's not as if they can sue us.”
The Intare chuckled.
“That's irresponsible,” Odin said, narrowing his eyes at Viper.
“Lighten up,” Viper said. “We can pick a place owned by a big company. One that won't sweat the loss.”
“Well, I declare,” Austin drawled. “I believe I may have the perfect place for this shindig.”
“In Lexington?” Azrael asked.
“Yup. A hotel. And it's owned by one of those highfalutin companies that's been buying up the land and parceling it all off at a profit. Damn Yankees.”
I lifted a brow at Odin.
He grimaced but nodded.
None of us were happy with the way companies had taken over Lexington. It felt as if they were trying to turn it into another Las Vegas with all the fancy restaurants and hotels, just with the addition of faeries. Lots of faeries. They even had gambling. Although, I assumed there were faeries in Vegas too. But those in Lexington were making a lot of money off faerie-obsessed humans. I didn't mind the Fey profiting off themselves, but the human companies annoyed me. If that's racist, I apologize, but I see it more as anti-corporate.
“Is that a yes?” Austin asked.
“Yes,” I said. “Just give us the name of the hotel, and we'll set it up through an alias.”
“I can handle that,” Torrent said.
“Woo-ee!” Austin whooped. “I can't wait to get called in when they report the damage. The place is called The Feyview Hotel. They got themselves a ballroom on the bottom floor that they rent out. And it's at the back, behind the casino, so no one will hear any hollerin'.”
“Perfect,” Azrael said. “Torrent get it done. And can you post notices online about it?”
“Sure. What should I call it and when are we hosting it?” Torrent's eyes went side-to-side. “They've got several openings this month.”
“How about next week?” Odin suggested.
“That seems soon for a charity event,” Anubis said.
“As if Katila is going to consider that,” Trevor scoffed.
