Page 69 of Beauty At Stake
Star looked around the table as the extinguishers laughed with me. “I don't understand.”
“This is a super sweet alcohol that teenagers gravitate toward. It's for people who haven't developed a taste for things with more bite.”
“Ah. Yes.” Star smirked. “Who doesn't like some bite?”
“You wanna try some?” I held out the bottle.
Star leaned in, sniffed, and squished up his face. “That smells like candy.”
“Yup.” I lifted the bottle in salute and took a swig. “Tastes like it too. It's not even good schnapps.”
“Good schnapps?”
“Yeah, the stuff that's actually made in Germany is stronger and not as sweet.”
Sullivan cleared his throat.
“Right.” Kill smacked the table. “Enough of this shit. How do we catch this bitch?”
“I didn't see any books in that room.” I motioned down the hallway with the bottle.
“No. She must have taken it with her.”
“It was more important than her ingredients.” Star narrowed his stare out the window. “Of course it is.”
“What about the tools?” I sat up straighter. “Maybe you can get something about her from the tools, Kill.”
Killian sighed and stood up. “Give me a few minutes.”
As he walked away, I pulled out my scry phone. A swipe of the crystal, and I said, “King Daxon Tromlaighe.”
After a few minutes, the mist in the slice of crystal cleared and Daxon appeared. “Seren? What's happened now?”
“We discovered our target is a sorceress.”
Daxon's face twitched, his eyes narrowing and his lips tightening. “How did you discover this?”
“We found her stash, Daxon. It's significant.”
Lord Pichai came inside and up to the table. “Ambassador, I'm sorry to interrupt.”
“Hold on a sec, Dax.” I looked over at Pichai. “Yes?”
“There are indeed many fairies who have been attacked. Thankfully, no fairies died. But someone harvested their body parts.
“Like organ thieves,” I muttered.
“Seren, where are you again?” Daxon asked.
“Thailand.”
“Are the recovered remains all from the local fairies?”
I looked at Pichai for an answer.
“I'm not sure, Ambassador. I, uh, well, you saw how I reacted. None of us have gone back into that room yet.”
“Okay. It's all right.”
