Brittany couldn’t wait to
get out of the car. She hated being
cooped up for that long, and it felt great to stretch her legs. She stretched, her baby blue tank top lifting
just enough to expose her flat, tanned stomach. She yawned, and turned to Clare, who was
already making her way towards the van.
“Hey, wait up!” Brittany broke into a lazy jog to catch up to
Clare. “So, which one is he?”
Clare pointed to the tall
guy in the dark purple button up shirt, and black pants. He was handsome, with a lean build and broad
shoulders. He looked good, but his
choice of wardrobe made him stand out in the sea of shorts and T-shirts.
“I told him no cameras,
and what does he do? He brings his
entire crew along.” When Clare spoke,
she kept her voice low so that only Brittany could hear her.
She never really did
understand why people were so careful about what they said to each other. Max had lied, and therefor he was an
asshole. Clare should feel free to call
him an asshole. Did Clare call him an
asshole? No, she just mumbled stuff
under her breath, and faked a smile when she had to deal with Max face to face.
Being polite seemed to
take up so much energy, and Brittany didn’t really see the point. According to Clare and Bobby, that was the
big problem.
“So… what do we do,
then?’ Brittany did her best to keep up
with Clare, whose pace quickened as her anger increased.
“We find out what
happened to those kids, deal with whatever is responsible, and get the hell out
of here.” Clare kept her eyes focused
forward.
“If you say so.” Brittany could only shrug.
She really didn’t mind
the idea of being on camera. She
actually kind of liked it. Maybe being
on TV would be a good thing. She had
watched plenty of people do far stupider things then hunt ghosts on TV.
“Glad you two could make
it!” Max was all smiles, arms held wide
as if he was expecting a hug.
“This isn’t what we had
talked about.” Clare glanced over at the
small crew that was still huddled around the van.
“You won’t even know
they’re here.” Max dismissed Clare’s
comment with a wave.
Brittany hung back a bit,
watching the two as they talked. As much
as she didn’t understand human interaction, she did find it interesting. There were so many little tricks and
rules. It was nothing like demon
society. In demon society, if someone
pissed you of, you ripped out their heart, or slaughtered their loved ones. Apparently in human society, reactions like
that were frowned upon.
“Max, if this is real
then you are putting a lot of people in very real danger.” Clare locked eyes with Max. “Or did you forget about your little run in
during the conference?”
“That’s why you and your
friend are here!” When Max spoke he glanced over at Brittany.
She could see him giving
her a once over. She wasn’t sure if she
minded or not. Max was cute, sure, but
Clare was right about one thing, he had a major dash of sleaze in him. She had ripped the souls out of plenty of
guys just like him. Most of them had
made a contract for fame, money, wealth, sex or some combination of the
three. She half wondered if there was
some contract in some netherworld with Max’s name on it.
“Fine,” Clare looked away
from Max, “but if anything happens to any of your crew, that is on you, not
me.”
“Of course, of
course.” He placed a hand on her
shoulder, and Clare didn’t pull away.
It was obvious, at least
to Brittany that Clare was at least interested in Max. She had only been kidding when she had
mentioned wanting to sleep with him, and she for sure wouldn’t get anywhere
near the guy if Clare was interested. That
was one universal social norm. Only
assholes moved in on their friend’s crushes.
“So, are we going to
stand here all day and watch you two fight/flirt, or are we going to kick some
demon ass?” Brittany finally chimed in,
and she had to suppress a laugh when both Max and Clare’s faces turned beet
red.
“Of course not.” Max cleared his throat. “Come on guys, time is money!” He waved towards his crew, and they all
started walking to the still locked gate.
As she stepped closer to
the park she felt her body temperature drop.
She shivered. It had been a long
time since anything had made her react that way.
There was something in
that park. Something dangerous.
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