silver. A good color. Not everyone’s is that clear. “Why not? I’m not doing anything else. But no hits. And I’m not doing any divorce stuff. No peeping in people’s windows. But if you have something specific that you think I can do, why not?” “Okay, then.” She turns and looks around the bar. “I’d heard all about this place. Some of the other marshals sneaked in here. Some Sub Rosa girls I knew at school. I never really believed them when they said that Lurkers and humans could hang out together like this.” “You ought to see it on bingo night.” “You didn’t really think it was going to be that easy, did you?” “What?” “You were going to stroll in here with the Druj and put me over your knee like a bad boy? That’s funny.” Marshal Julie’s mouth is moving, but it’s Mason’s voice coming out. Her eyes are dead and vacant. “Yes, it’s me. Sorry I can’t be there in person. This is the best my little homemade key can do for now.” Then a Nahual beast man steps up. “Trust me. I’m working on new and better keys all the time. And with Lucifer taking a powder, it makes my work that much easier.” A civilian in a T-shirt with a software company logo on it crowds in. “I hear you fed a whole family to golems the other night. Good for you. We were always more alike than you and Alice wanted to admit.” The girl in the leather jacket that Spencer Church tried to bite the other night opens her mouth. “I wish I’d been there to watch you feed Mommy and the boy to the zeds. How long did it take to eat them?” I grab the girl. “Druj or not, I’m going to kill you. Hard.” Marshal Julie again. “You know where I am. I’ll leave a light on for you.” They walk away, some to the restroom, some back to the bar, like nothing happened. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t ask you to do something boring and normal,” says the marshal. She smiles at me. I stare into her eyes, looking for Mason. She stops smiling. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I’ve just had too much to drink. I’m going outside.” “Give me your number before you go.” I tell her and head back to the bar. “I’ll call you if something comes through.” “Do that. Good luck with the agency.” I go to the bar to get Kasabian, but when he sees me he shakes his head and turns his eyes back to the Lamia chatting him up. I leave him to his succubus and go outside.
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