“Hey, it’s still my turn,” Tetiana objected. “Juggernaut, do you have any kings?”
“No!” Juggernaut said. “Go fish!”
Tetiana rolled her eyes, but picked a card from the center pile.
I forced my gaze back to Considine. “It’s also possible Gisila isn’t attempting to break into Tutu’s hoard, but burgle one of Tutu’s clients.”
“Allow me to assure you as someone who has met Tutu,” Considine said. “She mightpretendshe’s running a security-bank business, but she considers everything within her buildings part of her hoard. No matter who Gisila is planning to steal from, she wouldn’t let it go.”
If she wouldn’t let it go…why is she so dismissive of Gisila’s attempts?
I studied the board, frustrated by my lack of understanding. (Besides not taking contracts from or for fae, dragon shifters were another ‘do not do business with’ supernatural among even the most morally gray slayers.)
“April is up next, come on April!” Brody announced.
Juggernaut scowled. “Why the sudden loyalty to April?”
“Because there are no shifters playing, and she won the round I lost in. If anyone is going to win, I at least want it to be the player I lost to,” Brody said.
“I don’t know why any of you are bothering.” Binx folded her arms across her chest. “Clarence is going to win. Again.”
The door to the meeting room opened, and Sarge slipped inside.
“Sir.” I abandoned the whiteboard in favor of my commanding officer. “What is your decision?”
Sarge exhaled. “Captain Reese agreed that the idea has merit, and the Commissioner has already approved it. But…under the limitation that the team and everyone involved must agree to it.” Sarge shifted his gaze to Considine.
Considine was paying attention, but unlike me, his stance was relaxed. Then again, he had no idea the plan I’d brought to Sarge involved him.
“Understood.” I stood straighter and nodded. “Then when will we discuss my proposal?”
If we do it in a week, that will give me plenty of time to ask Considine.
“Now,” Sarge said.
“Now?” I repeated, the word half strangling me.
“Yes. Now.” Sarge raised his voice. “Muster up, night squad. I have an announcement.”
I made a break for my table.
Sarge grabbed my elbow, holding me in place.
Considine eyed the hold, but he settled into place beside me. “It seems you’ve been hatching schemes, Midnight Snack,” he muttered to me.
I miserably squirmed while our teammates broke up their card game and took their seats at their usual tables. “I didn’t think it would move this fast,” I confessed. “Sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” Considine asked.
I cringed. “You’re about to find out.”
“Blood has brought an idea to Captain Reese and me—one that will ideally help us catch Lady Gisila, and take care of a problem that’s been bothering the Curia Cloisters.”
The team shifted their gaze from Sarge to me.
I wished an alarm would sound, so I had an excuse to run.
“Blood has requested that the Cloisters release Orrin into the custody of Considine Maledictus on a part-time basis,” Sarge said.
