Hell Hounds novel Chapter 60

            Yolanda woke up lying beside Ian in bed. Her brain to a moment to catch up to the fact they used an apartment in the packhouse. Rather than going back to their cottage. Once her heart slowed a little, Ian finally got to the alarm and turned it off. “Why do I feel like I haven’t slept yet?” She mumbled to herself as much as to Ian.

             “Because I think we’re running on about five, maybe six hours of sleep. Let’s get this show on the road. I feel we’re in for a rough patch if he’s asking for us.” Ian climbed out of bed and hit the bathroom for a fast shower. “I’ll head down for food. What do you want me to bring up?”

              “Whatever going is fine. Thanks, I’ll be quick.” She rushed through her routine and met Ian in the main room. “Thanks. I’m really curious about what he wants us to do.”

             “We won’t know until he tells us now eat so we can head out. Sorry, but all they had were a few lunch specials left.” They ate, knowing if the mission took place immediately, that eating would take a backseat for a while.

             “You won’t hear me complain about eating a grilled bacon/cheddar with tomatoes sandwich. Now we’ll need to make sure everything is up-to-date with armoury. Because who knows how long this mission will take.” Yolanda sighed and bit into the crunchy sandwich.

             “We’ll figure it out. Don’t worry about it.”

             “Yeah.” She looked at the other half of her sandwich like it’s the saddest thing she’d ever seen. “Okay, I can’t eat another bite without knowing what he wants. Let’s go.”

             “Fine. I’ll just finish my coffee and I’ll follow you.” Yolanda wrapped the leftover sandwich up and slipped it into her jacket pocket. If she couldn’t eat it now, then probably later. After the boom came down on what Gregory wanted.

             They left the apartment and moved through the packhouse back to the main lobby. The smells of brewed coffee and toasted bread lay heavy in the air. The main door frequently opened these days, so the lobby’s temperature was several degrees lower than the rest of the house.

             “We really need to figure out something better if this goes on too long. The heating bill will be insane for this place.”

             “Well, it’s not as if you can just whip up a building in no time. Using magic to do that would cause questions about permits and where did it come from.”

             “Hm… but it would be nice if our land returned to us soon.”

             “This is the most protected location in the world from the Fae. Think about it. These lands have the best chance of coming through this unscathed.”

             “Yeah, but it still doesn’t invalidate my feelings. I can appreciate their presence and resent them too.” Yolanda tried to lighten the conversation by uttering this outrageous statement with a flourish of her hair. “If I don’t, I might try to kill something.”

             “Good to know. I sincerely hope I’m not the thing you want to kill.” Ian hadn’t seen her like this before. It’s not like he’d known her for long. “You’re fine. Come on, his office door is open. Let’s get this done and over, shall we?” Ian’s hand waved toward the door and offering to let her enter first.