Page 34 of Lady Death

Chapter Seventeen

Ronin knocked on the boss’s office door and waited until Brim said he could enter. Everyone had learned not to just barge in after Bolt had walked in to see Brim and Leia in a compromising position. Brim had thrown his metal stapler at the man, and luckily for him, he had ducked. The divot remained in the wood from impact, and stayed there until the building had burned down.

Thoughts of Bolt sent a little pain into his heart. The man had been loyal and funny. Ready to jump into any situation with both feet. Ronin wished he could reanimate Robert Oakley and kill the bastard all over again. Usually, he wasn’t a fan of torture, but in this case he wouldn’t hold back. Lots of damage could be made with a set of pilers.

“Come in,” Brim said.

“Hey, boss, you wanted to see me?”

“Yeah, come on in.”

Ronin closed the door behind him and took a seat in the chair in front of Brim’s desk. “Hello, Leia.”

“Hello,” she said with a smile. Little Leo slept in the bassinet beside her.

“How is Keres?” Brim asked, and Ronin swung his gaze back to the club president.

“She’s well.”

“Any more nightmares?”

“I have the impression you really don’t care about her nightmares, so what do you really want?”

Brim sighed. “I asked Mac from the White Death to monitor the airwaves about Davorin.”

Cold dread graced over his skin. “And?”

“He’s put a bounty on her head for information where he can find her.” He let that sink in for a moment. “It’s a matter oftime before he ends up on our doorstep.”

“And?”

“Perhaps she should leave town for a bit.”

Ronin wanted to snap “no fucking way,” but he thought about what Brim said. Maybe it would be best for her until all this died down.

“I’ll talk to her.

“Thank you,” Brim said. “That’s all I ask.”

Leia gasped, both men shifted their attention to her as she sat on the couch, fingers digging into the armrest. She wasn’t focused on them, but to an area right over his shoulder.

“Leia?” Brim asked in a soft tone.

She rose and walked over to Ronin. “There’s a shadow on you.”

He had never feared death, but he also didn’t relish meeting it too soon. Leia had an ability he couldn’t wrap his head around, but there wasn’t a doubt in his mind she told the truth. He’d seen way too much to not believe. Curse or gift, which depended on who was receiving the information.

She reached up and touched whatever it was he couldn’t see. Her eyes turning into a light amber color. That alone freaked him the hell out, although he’d never admit it.

“You’re in a parking lot,” she said. “At night. A drunk man stumbles out of the building.. A man steps into view. Fires a gun. It hits you on the head. Maybe to the right? I can’t … I can’t see where the shooter is hiding. I can only see him when he comes into the light.”

Leia blinked, and her eyes returned to their deep brown color. Ronin’s mind went in several directions as he thought about the conversation upstairs.

“Chase invited Keres to the Poke and Tickle,” he told them.

“Then that’s where it happens.”

He nodded. “Thank you for the warning.”

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