Beatdown in Bali by Peter Glenn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Peter Glenn
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal & Urban Fantasy
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My whole body tensed as the stranger’s words washed over me. The
Paragons of the Holy Blade. The organization that had sent
someone to try and kill me just a few short weeks ago. They were
here.
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But how? How had they breached the magic of Mei’s bar that kept
people with ill will toward other patrons firmly on the outside?
A sudden revulsion gripped me, and I got the distinct impression that I
would rather be anywhere but here. This had happened to me twice before
in the past, and both times, it had been when Val had entered the bar and
we’d been on… less agreeable terms.
The magic I’d just thought of. The sanctuary magic. It was affecting me
instead of that… stranger. Telling me—no, compelling me—to get out of
here and to do it fast. That was how the magic worked, unfortunately. If you
were the one with the ill will toward the other patron, then you were the one
that had to get out of the bar.
Unfair, I tell you. Totally unfair that a stranger like this—what had he
said his name was? Killian? That name sounded familiar. And important.
Though I couldn’t remember why. Anyway, the thought that this upstart
could come in here and make little old me want to turn tail and flee at the
mere mention of his organization’s name was deplorable.
Sadly, that was how old magic worked sometimes. It could be a fickle
little bitch like that. Which is why I usually tried to avoid it at all costs.
But this was Mei’s bar. The one place in the world where I normally felt
safe. Where I didn’t have to worry about assassins, or my sister, or the
Marks of the Underworld and their terrible powers. Where I could just sit
back and have a drink and enjoy myself for an hour or two.
And yet, here I was, tension rising higher in my shoulders than it had
been throughout the entire previous mission. All because of a stranger and a
couple stray words.
“Miss Robinson?” Killian pressed, his tone hesitant.
I brought my head up a little so that I could make out his features more
clearly. I’d been avoiding his gaze—another bit of the bar’s magic rubbing
off on me, I supposed—but I wanted to look this asshole in the eye before I
was forced out of this safe haven. I at least deserved that much.
Killian was… average looking. That was the best way I could think of
to say it. Average height for a male, a little under six feet.
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