Chapter 98

“You think he’ll play for us?” Jim asked as they were leaving.

“Oh,” Nathan said, “I think we can do better than that.”

Nathan cased out several Irish pubs that were near them. His main concern was finding one with live music.

Their staking out of the Veil doorway had revealed at most a handful of light fae passing through, but no dark. Rather than allow any frustration, Nathan suggested they move on to another frequently trafficked doorway and leave Chicago behind with a bang.

It was Sasha’s birthday, after all.

“With a name like Kelly youhaveto spend your birthday in an Irish pub. Gotta be a rule or something,” Nathan said when they arrived at the bar, pushing past the rush of people that had already started pouring in for the night.