Free Fury Rising (Fury Unbound Book 1) by Yasmine Galenorn

sister…I don’t think she’ll be coming home. I see her now, with you.”
    Marie let out a little cry, and at that moment, Delia reached down to wrap her arms around her sister. “I feel her. I can feel her. What happened?”
    “I think she was murdered.” I wrote out what Delia had told me.
    “I can’t go to the Devani,” she whispered, paling. “They arrested my brother last week. I don’t know why, but I’m scared to tell them about Delia.”
    I nodded. The Devani seldom gave anybody a reason for detaining them—the government was really good at making people disappear on a whim.
    “Listen, I’m going to tell you what to do and you follow my instructions. If you go to the Devani, they may ignore you. And you can’t give them my name or they won’t bother looking into the case. I want you to contact a friend of mine. His name is Dane, and he’s a Theosian like I am. He is yoked to the goddess Tisiphone, and he can figure out a way to help you find your sister’s body and bring her killer to justice.” I scribbled out the basics on a piece of paper, including Dane’s phone number. “I’ll tell him to expect your call.”
    “Thank you.” Delia’s whisper-speak hit my ears and I looked up to see her smiling. “My brother’s dead too, thanks to the Devani. But don’t tell Marie. I don’t think she could handle losing two of us in the same day.”
    I stifled my reaction, simply wishing Marie the best. She paid me—twenty cash, which wasn’t much but I knew it was all she could afford—and hurried out of the store.
    I put in a call to Dane and let him know to expect a call from her. He, like me, lived off-grid, and he was bound to the Furies, to those who had been wrongly murdered. By the time I was off the phone, my second reading was there. She was easier—just a bride-to-be nervous about her husband, but my reading turned up nothing unusual or worrisome, and she left happy. She dropped me thirty cash, along with a twenty-five cash tip.
    Sometimes, I thought as I pocketed the money, being one of Hecate’s chosen had its benefits, though when I thought about Delia, I sobered. After seeing the excited bride out, I settled into helping Tam handle the steady flow of customers. Hans manned the checkout stand.
    I tried to push away thoughts about the Thunderstrike and the Greenlings, immersing myself in the work. An hour later, the store phone rang and I grabbed it so that Jason wouldn’t have to pick up.
    “Fury?” The broken voice on the other end of the line was shaking.
    “This is she. May I help you?” I impatiently looked at the throng at the counter, wishing we could just send all calls to voicemail when we were swamped. But Jason liked his store to have a personal touch, so we answered the phone even when we were busy.
    “This is Eileen’s mother. Is Jason there?” She hurried to add, “If he is, don’t get him yet.”
    I frowned. Her voice sounded thick with tears. “Yeah, he’s in the back resting. I think he’s on his way to a migraine.”
    “Fury, Eileen was…” Again the throaty sob, but this time the pain came through loud and clear. “Eileen was killed an hour ago. She was out flying early this morning and accidentally ran into one of the sky-eyes. She… The drone thought she was attacking it and fired on her. The Devani have labeled it a ‘regrettable accident.’ ”
    Fucking Devani. Every day it seemed I found a new reason to dislike them. I leaned against the counter, unable to speak for a moment. Finally, I found my voice. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Wallace.” There wasn’t much else I could say.
    “I don’t know how I’m going to tell Jason. I can barely think.” Her voice was breaking.
    I paused, then realized what she was asking. “Do you want me to tell him?”
    If I could spare Eileen’s mother any pain, I would. Eileen had been a smart, funny woman, almost impossible to dislike, and her family was just as likable.
    I could sense the relief pouring