Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Smoke and Mirrors - 22

“If he’s still out there why the hell hasn’t he made a move,” Daniel groused as he read over the assignments the Supe Council had e-mailed to them.

“He might be playing a waiting game, if he picked up our signatures that night, hoping we’ll reveal the location of the wand. Or he has no idea who took it and has given up.”

“I doubt he’ll give up. The bad asses of this world never do, until someone eliminates them.”

Jared ruffled Daniel’s hair as he leaned over his shoulder to see what was on the schedule. “Are they serious? A zombie?”

“Looks like. A pair of them in fact.  It seems one of the local bars hired them to promote their new version of a ‘Zombie’ drink, and the bartender didn’t realize that they were the real thing. She let them taste test it and things went south from there. Luckily no one was hurt but the cops were called. They notified the Council and guess who gets to go round them up before they do something seriously bad.”

“Us.” Jared checked the address. “You know where this is and where we can land?”

“Yep and yep.” As soon as he’d put the computer to sleep, Daniel took Jared’s hand and they arrived on a rooftop seconds later. “Three guesses where they are,” he said, looking over the edge.

“I don’t know. Maybe inside the bar that the cops have cordoned off?”

“Got it in one. Shall we?”

They dropped down from the rooftop into the alley and crossed the street, stopping just long enough to show the cops their IDs so that they could get into the bar.

It was dimly lit and smelled of cigarette smoke, stale beer and rotting bodies; two bodies in fact—that were standing behind the bar with the terrified bartender between them. Her hands were shaking as she poured the ingredients for a Zombie into a pitcher. The only other people in the bar were two customers huddling in the back corner. Every time they glanced towards the door, as if contemplating escaping, one of the zombies growled at them and shook his head.

“Aw hell, Charlie, you promised,” Daniel grumbled as he strode across the room, leaning his elbows on the bar as he looked at the taller zombie.

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