Tian followed the agent’s scent out of Madchester and up into Manchester, across the park and to a pub. He pushed open the door – not seeing the agent that had invaded the court, just a local and a recruit holding a conversation with a dartboard whilst munching on chips. ‘I don’t serve goblins in here!’ the barman called. ‘Go… Read more →
Tag: Milla
26 – Bridge Room
‘You’ve never been here, have you?’ the hob asked as he casually swiped a hurricane lamp from a passing howler. ‘For an angel, you’ve got very little fae-stink on you.’ Ryan said nothing. ‘Did I hear you ask for four guards? Who you worried for?’ ‘It’s for peace of mind,’ he said. It was a nice neutral answer that didn’t… Read more →
24 – The Mad
Ryan looked up from the paperwork he was desperately trying to ignore. Paperwork he was doing in his real office for once – as much as he needed to avoid Emma, he needed to maintain some semblance of a normal routine. ‘Come,’ he said to whoever had knocked. The handle twisted and an agent, followed by a nervous recruit, walked… Read more →