Free Return of the High Fae (Vegas Fae Story Book 1) by Tom Keller

these people, creatures, whatever they
were. They were as bad as regular people, if not worse. "I've had enough.
If that's the way you treat each other maybe, you need a war!" I reached
into my wallet, pulled out a twenty and threw it on the bar. "I'm outta
here," I exclaimed, heading for the exit.
    When I got outside, I paused, making sure no one was
waiting for me. I didn't have the increased senses that the rage had given me,
but everything looked quiet. I started to walk back to my car when I heard the
bar's door open.
    "Wait," Delia begged, grabbing my arm. I stopped
and turned toward her. "I'm sorry, Bart worries, it's just the way he
is."
    "Well, with assholes like those guys, I can see why.
But that doesn't excuse their behavior. Why do you put up with it?"
    "It's complicated, and difficult to explain. I can't
understand how you don't know. Where have you been?"
    How do I answer that one? I couldn't tell her I didn't
know about this world till yesterday. Shit, I still didn't even know what world
I was in. "I don't get out much," was the best I could do. I started
to walk away, but turned back. "Look, I'm sorry. It's kind of complicated
for me as well. Listen, would it be all right if I came back, so we could
talk?"
    "I don't know. It's probably not a good idea."
    I just tried to look innocent as she stood there.
    "All right, but it'll have to be a night that Bart
isn't here or when I can get away. Can I call you?" she finally said.
    That didn't sound too promising, but I pulled my card out
of my wallet and handed it to her anyway. "I look forward to hearing from
you."
    "I'll try," she whispered. Her face brightened
and I might have seen her smile before she turned back towards the door.
"And thank you."

Chapter
6
     
    Word of advice: Just because you can kick a Werewolf or
two's ass when you switch into a superman, or you can figure out how much
change someone has in their pocket, don't get cocky. I still didn't know how
this shit worked. On the way home last night, I tried my luck at slots and lost
$100.00 for my effort. I couldn't wish my way into a pair, or even a cherry.
Well, I should have known better than to stop when I was so tired. So much for
my knowledge of magic.
    I sat there sipping coffee out of my terrifying space
monkeys cup, attempting to wake up while I tried to plan my next move. I
didn't have one yet, but I could hope. Up until last night, I'd had a nice
life. My kids were grown and doing well. Sure, I was divorced, but we still got
along. Business had been steady and the money was good. I owned my house and my
investments were paying enough to keep me happy. But it's one thing to have
fantasies; it's another to wake up living them.
    Ok, I'll admit it; some of it was really cool. I got to kick
some ass and save the pretty gal. Of course, the pretty gal was a Lil, whatever
that was. I was sure my name was mud in the Werewolf community, assuming they
even had a community. But I knew enough about real wolves and had read enough
books to be able to guess they ran in packs. That did not comfort me, at all.
For someone who hadn't even known about this world of magic until last night, I
was knee deep in it.
    I needed answers. I figured Siegfried from the Neptune owed
me something for saving Milagre's life. It would have been bad for business if
his boss got whacked on his shift, so I started with him. I gave him a call and
made arrangements to meet him at the coffee shop a little after noon.
    Milagre must know what he was doing. The place was way too
busy for a week day. I parked in the garage, the public one this time, and
hiked what seemed like a city block to the elevators. Once inside the casino, I
dodged the horde and made my way to the coffee shop, dropping Siegfried's name
to the hostess.
    One thing I liked about the place was that it was old school
Vegas. The second I mentioned Siegfried's name, the hostess grabbed a menu and
led me to an oversized booth in the back, calling me sir several times