Chapter 14

“Yep, so stay sharp,” Nathan said, feeling the weight of his gun heavier than ever where it was tucked into his jeans. “This day just keeps getting better and better.”

Sasha gave them directions to a rather nice looking pub called McCoy’s. Normally, Nathan would have bypassed a place like that for somewhere a little more down-home and cheap, but since Sasha was buying, neither of the brothers complained.

They sat on one side of their booth with Sasha on the other. Walter had perched himself on the window ledge, sitting cross-legged as he followed their conversation. Nathan preferred when Walter simply vanished. If he paid his Spirit Guide too much attention, others inevitably noticed. Thinking he was crazy was one thing, but if Nathan was forced to admit to a seal that he could see and speak with his Spirit Guide, it would lead to far too many questions.