Blaze, page 31
“What are you talking about?” the robber asked impatiently.
“You brought your own reusable bag,” I said. “Very forward-thinking. It’s nice to know there are people out there making an effort to tackle global warming.”
Behind him, Blondie smirked in amusement.
“Just put the money in the bag and shut your mouth,” he snapped.
“Sure thing,” I said with false politeness. As I spoke, Blondie reached out and swiped the knife from the thief’s grip. He moved fast, just like he did when he picked up the tin of beans. Maybe I was extra-tired, but his speed didn’t seem natural …
“Hey!” the thief exclaimed, grasping for his knife. Blondie was tall enough that he could easily hold it out of reach. Looking the thief dead in the eye, he said, “You’re going to leave now and never come back.”
The thief stilled, a strange look coming over him almost like he was in a trance. Then to my shock, he quietly turned and left the store.
Confused, I placed my hands on my hips and looked back at Blondie. “Eh, what the hell? How did you do that?”
Taking his time, Blondie pocketed the knife before turning his attention to me. I was vaguely aware of the red-haired woman and the other man standing a few feet behind him. Blondie pulled a fifty from his wallet and placed it on the counter. “For the food.” I glanced at the woman, who was holding a basket full of items. “I’m sorry to have to do this, Tegan, especially since you smell so very interesting, but I must insist you forget this ever happened.”
I stared at him blankly, intending to sound sarcastic, but my suppressed nerves from the attempted robbery made the word come out stilted. “Ooo—kay.”
“Until next we meet.”
With that, he left, the other two following behind him.
“Just take the basket with you then,” I muttered, shaking my head. Bunch of weirdos. I glanced down at the bag of cash and swore loudly. I was going to have to reorganise it and put it all back in the register.
“Fantastic. Just bloody fantastic.”
Continue reading Nightfall (Blood Magic #1)
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Books by L.H. Cosway
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Moonglow (#2)
Witching Hour (#3)
Sunlight (#4)
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