Murder in Misery (Spook Squad) Read Online Free Page B

usual hidden, St. Benedict pendant was left exposed. The cold air wasn’t a factor in what she was wearing. It was the fact the more skin you showed, the more powerful your scent was. As a supernatural that was the most important thing in identifying a potential ally or an enemy while you exuded your own power. 
    “I said you could come along. ” Keegan kicked off of the wall she was leaning against and led him towards her car.
    “You’re not cold?” Matt asked as he settled into the passenger side and clicked his seatbelt in place.
    “Freezing but once we get to where we are going,” Keegan looked over her shoulder to make sure she was clear to pull on the street, “how cold or hot I get won’t matter. What I need is for other Supernaturals to know I’m one of them and if they mess with me they aren’t going to be the one walking out of Diyo’s.”
    “Okay…” Matt let the statement stand as he watched the scenery change from bright city lights into the occasional blip of light and the dank forms of run down and abandoned buildings. He could tell when they moved from the human side of Misery and into the Supernatural District. There were more people walking along the sidewalks despite the lack of street lights. Every once in a while, if he glanced out the corner of his eye, he’d catch the unnaturally bright flare of supernatural eyes.
    “What you did earlier,” Keegan started, “With Leeroy? You really have to be careful about that. If he hadn’t been so in control we might not have been able to stop him from doing anything to you.”
    “I didn’t mean to do anything, you know that right?” Matt offered.
    Keegan nodded. “I know that. Leeroy? All he saw was a threat. As a Djinn, which is related to a demon, you threatened his alpha when you stood up and threw your arms like you did. Do you know what Djinn can do to you Matt?”
    Keegan eyed the detective out the corner of her eye and saw him shake his head no. “Like Melinda said, he could literally turn your head into mush with his fingertips. As a Djinn Leeroy has the ability to control your mind. He can make you think that you’re living your life but really you’re not. You would be stuck in a catatonic state and he would leave you like that until you died. That’s only a little of what he can do.”
    “What else do I need to know?” Matt asked.
    “Gary is a dragon.” Keegan ignored the amused snort from Matt’s side of the car. She understood the reaction. Gary dressed in flannel and almost always tripping over his shoe laces wasn’t someone you’d believe to be something as powerful as a dragon. “I mean he can turn into a fire breathing, town burning dragon. He’s an old fashioned kind of guy. You mess up once with him, you’re on his shit list for a very long time.”
    “Okay.”
    “Melinda is a werewolf, which I’m sure you knew that with the way your guys howl at her every full moon.”
    Matt ducked his head in shame. “Yeah I’ll talk to them about that.”
    “That would be nice.” Keegan slowed the car and pulled into a tight spot between a truck and a convertible. She was thankful that they had arrived because she didn’t particularly like talking about herself to other people.
    “Where are we?” Matt looked around. He blinked a few times trying to focus on the neon signs hanging from doorways of what appeared to be abandoned buildings.
    “Welcome to one of the most popular haunts of the Supernatural District in Misery, Diyo’s.” Keegan tapped her fingers against the steering wheel. “There are some things you need to know before we get out of this car.”
    “Okay, shoot.”
    “Humans aren’t something that supernaturals see too often around here. Don’t look any of them in the eye. As a human, meeting their gaze is like you are challenging their position and until you know for sure what kind of supernatural they are it’s just better to avoid that can of worms at all costs. Don’t talk back to anyone.